Apr. 21st, 2020

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After work I had to go buy drugs, as you do. A young gentleman buttonholed me outside CVS and began screaming at me for wearing a mask. I muttered "Whatever," and -- I swear I'm not making this up -- he started shouting DID YOU SAY SOMETHING TO ME? ARE YOU TALKING TO ME? like fucking Taxi Driver, and I started laughing so hard that I had to hold myself up with the lamp post. He informed me repeatedly that I was, forgive me repeating it, a fat retard, and coughed on me. YOU'VE GOT IT NOW! YOU'VE GOT IT!

I crossed with the light. He headed down the sidewalk, still turning to scream at me when he thought of something new. He is 22, he says, and has his own business. Well, that sure showed me.

When he saw that I was headed for the bus shelter, he ran into traffic and got to it before me, taking the only seat (it is a small shelter, with one seat and someone's idea of space for a wheelchair). I stood outside. He then screamed SOCIAL DISTANCING! SOCIAL DISTANCING!

Eventually he got up and left, still turning to scream, and once again darted into traffic to go back to the other side of the street.

Apparently it is indeed true that men are afraid women will laugh at them, while women are afraid men will kill them.

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