Yesterday I was feeling pretty high after I voted. Happy, happy, happy, and optimistic.
I’d worn blue from top to bottom (even my undies were blue) and once I had that “I Voted” sticker I decided to run some errands.
I was in the checkout line at Walmart, keeping a nice social distance from the folks in front of me when I sensed someone standing right behind me. I moved up a couple of steps. They followed. Finally I turned around and said, “You go in front of me. I feel uncomfortable with you standing so close.”
Then I realized this woman, about my age, didn’t have on a mask. I should’ve kept my mouth shut, but sometimes it operates independently of my brain.
“Good grief. You don’t even have on a mask. What is wrong with you?”
“Oh, maybe I have one in my pocket,” she smirked. She actually smirked.
Before I could do anything more stupid, I walked away and miraculously found a register that had just opened. Karma?
The whole thing brought my mood down for a second or two, but dang. What’s up with some people?!
Trying to remember: Peace, people.