Had to go to the post office this morning. I remembered everything — wallet, phone, package, but I forgot my mask.
Decided that since I was already in the parking lot, I would not return home for it. Besides, businesses usually have those cheap sky-blue masks available for “we, the forgetful.”
Not today.
Since no one said anything, I remained in line. There were 15 or 16 people qued up awaiting service.
Two persons behind me, a 20-something guy suddenly calls me out for not having a mask.
I smiled, “I forgot it.”
“Well, you shouldn’t be in line then,” he said.
“I know,” I replied with a straight face, “And I don’t have any underwear on either, so what’s a person to do?”
Everyone in line and the two women behind the counter laughed. The guy turned red, dropped out of line, and left.
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