Lynn Parramore: Pandemic and Deaths of Despair
Ugh - I should have left the house earlier today. Cold weather, pandemic, and possible depression fXcked me; but I managed to go out in search of the Ottogi brown rice syrup for this spicy tofu I’m trying to make. Grocery store was packed, and people. . . fail.
Guy on the way out stops to socialize with the security guard - IN THE DOORWAY. Even if it’s your friend, please be mindful of patrons.
Some other guy apparently leading a tour through the store blocking aisles, not distancing, and non-stop prattling (read: generating aerosol).
I accept, this was partially my fault for not getting out of the house earlier; but honestly folks - we’re a year into this mess. We all have got to adjust our behavior for a limited time until we get through this.
Needless to say, this was running through my head the entire time…
Fortunately I left the emergency crow bar in the car, so musou attack was unavailable.
Fortunately on the last stop, a Hail Mary attempt - I found a literal oasis. A relatively empty Korean specialty grocer that had the final ingredient to get cooking! I would have gone there first, but it was the last spot and a gamble as I’ve never been in that spot, and only vaguely recall, possibly, maybe seeing a small shop behind that restaurant.
Tried double masking with mildly more convenient over the ear masks instead of my heavy duty strap masks. Kind of a disaster. Those wire nose bridge blue disposable masks feel really unsafe compared to the heavy duty three layer cloth masks that cover face and fasten behind head. It was the disposable wire mask, and a spandex mask over that.
Now I need to go lay down and let this stress burn off.