Well, this was at a gas station in the middle of the city, so location doesn't necessarily make for likelihood; then again, gas stations - especially those with convenience stores - do seem to attract more than a fair share of dubious characters for some reason, and particularly late at night. But I'll agree that in general, here there's usually a live-and-let-live climate about the mask thing. On this particular occasion I was the only one around wearing one, which probably emboldened the guy to focus on me. He was a conspiracy theorist, gloating on and on about how I'd drunk the propaganda kool-aid. Next time I get that line of argument from someone I'll laugh and say, "Funny; as it happens, I'm thinking the same thing about you. So which of us is right?" Or I could really mess with his head - maybe I'll start barking, or stand silently, ominously pointing at him; when I'm inspired, I can do crazy with the best of 'em. It's actually all for my entertainment, even on the rare occasion when I'm angered, because choice words and actions are like gold to me, and when the time is right I can gladly spend them like a sailor, whatever mood I'm in. It's how I take the gloves off, because I don't take kindly to malignant sorts. And in case you're wondering, it's true: I really don't give a $#!+. Haven't for a long, long, time.PB+J wrote:We get a little bit of stink-eye from some people when we are wearing masks, but so far no active hostility. I'm pretty sure if we spent enough time farther out we'd get some of what you got.
But I do draw the line at going right up and coughing on them, or the like. Tempting as hell, though; it would be most gratifying to watch their phony bravado fly out the window as they go pale, and then pointedly quip, "You were saying...?"
Meh. As I said, it was only a matter of time. FWIW, he's the one who went scurrying away, not I. They usually do.PB+J wrote:Sorry you had to deal with that