I don't want your cooties...
This weekend, I’m adulting and working on perfecting my social distancing technique. My neighbor, two doors down, is throwing the mother-of-all, like-the-world-is-going-to-end parties. I was beginning to lose my faith in humans.
Today I had a doctor’s appointment that I couldn’t miss. So while I was out, I had my labs done, dropped something off at the post office, and picked meds for the dog. I ran into people that I knew and they are the hugging type. The first couple times, it was my standard “I’m social distancing, talk to me from over there.” By the fourth person, it was “I’m fucking old and I don’t want your cooties.” What is with people? I guess the same could be said about me and cooties.
I’ve seen the photos of the local grocery and the gun shops with lines around the corner. I’ve also seen photos and vids of handing out free breakfast and lunch for students during the closings. One of the local grocery chains is opening early for seniors.
Corporations are stepping up to the plate by making sure that services are free, discounted, or not terminated during the next two months.
As time goes by, I hope to be amazed and dazzled by Americans. That's my hope that we come though this stronger and wiser than before.