I hesitated about writing about this. I didn't want to come off as favoring one side or the other in the debate about the efficacy of masks in preventing covid. There is plenty to read about this topic and it is easily found online. FWIW, I think the Governor of Colorado has the right idea about covid, vaccines and masks. His stated view is that the emergency is over and he won't extend or implement any mask mandates or force anybody to get a shot because ... because personal responsibility is personal, and if, after all this time, you get sick from covid without being vaccinated, it's your own darn fault. (He was silent about the large number of vaccinated people that get sick, which is par for the course.)
But I'm not in Colorado. I'm in New York, a blue-state that thinks nothing of suspending your freedoms, rights and liberties. I wish Ron DeSantis was my Governor, not some starchy lady that is drunk on power and hell-bent on somehow getting elected in November after becoming Governor by default following Andrew Cuomo's implosion. Keeping covid alive and well is part and parcel of the Democrat strategy to keep ballot-harvesting healthy via mail-in ballots. I suspect she'll do about as well at the ballot box as her predecessor did (7 out of 62 counties in 2018) but it will be enough to again elect whatever Democrat is on the ballot because the downstate urban region that includes New York City will be enough to prevail again. Frankly, I wish Governors were elected using an electoral college system to restore balance (and allow 55 out of 62 counties to have some sort of say in who will sit in the executive mansion for the next 4 years).
Anyway, the story that prompted all these words... and I'll skip mentioning the fast-food establishment where this occurred so as to not cause them harm.
You need to pull your mask up. We couldn't hear his response clearly, but the next words out her mouth were No, you need to pull it up to the top of your nose. I can still see some of your nose. I don't want to catch covid from you.
My wife and I were stunned. We had the best seat in the house to this show, and by now we were watching more attentively. At about this time, our name was called to come pick up the food we ordered, so I walked up and picked it up. I got a peek at who she was yelling at, grabbed the food bag and walked back to the table.
I want to see the manager. And magically, somebody appeared, talked to her and it was over. Frau Goebbels disappeared out the door. Shortly after, the employee walked out, took his apron off and muttered Thanks for ruining my day as he left. We're guessing it was either the end of his shift or the manager told him to go... but we're not sure.
If this cost this young man his job, I'll be disappointed. Mask, no mask, or an incompletely-worn mask are not the end of the world. And being loud, rude and obnoxious in front of other customers wasn't warranted. It was more about power and control than anything else. In modern lingo, she was a Karen, but I prefer the moniker Frau Goebbels better. She would have made a good Nazi. Too bad she was 90 years late.
There are ways to express your opinions about this, and the way this lady chose was a poor choice. We didn't learn anything about covid that night, but we did learn something about how many assholes walk among us. This lady clearly was one, and I fervently hope we never see her again. I suspect she is a professional complainer about many things in life.
After we were finished, as we walked towards the door, we thanked the workers for how good the food was and ... oh yeah, thanks for the bonus show. We enjoyed it. ... They laughed along with us as we went out the door.
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