This is just an odd little story from my life.
So I have a crappy, essential, retail job. We have several signs in the store saying that customers need to wear masks, but it is a rural, middle of nowhere place, and only about half the customers do. And I think corporate sees it as if we piss off the rednecks, we’ll lose half our business, so we don’t say anything.
This story happened a month or so ago. The first character was a little, older lady of maybe sixty, who was wearing a mask. The second character was a guy in his thirties with what I assume was his ten year old son. Neither of them wore a mask. The lady said something to the man, I didn’t hear exactly what, but I think it was along the lines of wearing a mask would help protect his son. The guy didn’t yell, he just spoke at a notch or two above normal speaking voice so his son standing five feet away could easily hear him, but he said, “Why don’t you go out to the parking lot and get hit by a fucking truck.” Then he muttered a notch or two below his normal speaking voice, “Cunt.” The lady didn’t reply, she just walked away.
The last piece of information for this story, is that the guy was wearing a shirt that read – with large letters – “Y’all Need Jesus.”