It’s enough having to wear a goddamn mask at work. It’s really not like that company had to come up with this shit – there are many comparable companies in our region not ordering their labor force to wear a muzze.
i can’t cope with wearing a mask. My psyche is acting up and my aggression towards all obedient serfs and still frightened figures out there is reaching an all time high every single day.
So while not working I have become pretty ornery when it comes to wearing such a face-rag.
Gas station. I am picking five ice cones from their fridge outside. The cashier’s counter has a big plastic shield installed, the cashier behind that shield is wearing a huge face mask. There are two clients inside – all obediently wearing a mask. As I enter the shop without a mask the cashier’s voice sounds muffled yet shrill:
”Put on your mask please!”
”Oh, no. I won’t. I will not wear a mask. No way. Can’t do that.”
”Then wait outside until our customers have left the shop!”
I am leaning against the door frame of the entrance. The first customer passes by without any show of emotions. The second one though gives me a big grin as he pulls off his mask while exiting. My turn. I enter the shop, heading to the cashier.
”May I ask why you’re refusing to wear a mask?”
”Oh, that’s due to health reasons.”
”And what are your health reasons?”
”That’s not of your concern, buddy. I don’t think I have to tell you.”
”But you will have to explain your reasons to the cops should they ask you.”
”Yeah, I guess that’s what I’ll do then. Look: it’s quite easy. You have done your duty by asking me to wear a mask – and I have refused doing that.”
The cashier pushes the ice cones over the laser scanner and hands them back to me. While I rummage through my wallet for the coins he almost whines:
”Ya know since the government has opened that legal backdoor exempting clients of their duty to be wearing a mask because of ’health reasons’ there are so many assholes not wearing a mask anymore even though they wore one before!”
”well… assholes? You know I’m sorry for you having to wear a mask behind that counter but … well, that’s just not the way things are going to happen.”
He mumbled some reply into his mask while I left the shop, heading home.
That ice cone really tasted well.