I don’t pretend to be nice all of the time.
Certain trolls will bust their pantyhose at the chance to remind you all of this fact.
I won’t disagree
I can be a real bitch when I’m in the mood.
More about this later, firstly, I must big up Y Shed cafe again. I met my friend Ruth and after a nice walk with the dogs we chatted for hours over a very passable corned beef hash and coffee
Quite lovely in fact
That was this afternoon
Later on, I was indulging in a loud debate with a fellow customer at the checkout in Tesco
I wasn’t happy.
I wasn’t happy at all.
I noticed the woman and daughter were not wearing masks as they were yelling at each other about the cost of some luxury ice cream . The younger woman had a baby looped over her arm.
I gave them a wide birth, out of range of any droplet splatter
Later on, of course, they came up behind me at the checkout .
Loud and brazen
It’s called sod’s Law
I caught the older woman’s eye and asked her “why no face mask ?”
I had to repeat myself as she couldn’t hear me
“ what’s it to you ?” She snapped back
“ I’m a nurse and I wear one to protect you as well as myself “ I told her
“ Oh Fuck off “ the younger woman raised her voice “ mind your business “
The cashier looked at me pleading for the argument not to go any further
So I shook my head in a patronising way and looked down
Both women were wearing plastic sandals below Stretch leggings
“ Cheap Shoes !” I said and the younger woman countered with a “ yer what? “
“C h e a p s h o e s “ I said clearly and loudly
And I could see the cashier half smile as I walked away
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