Although some states are rescinding their mask mandates, many stores are NOT. FRUSTRATING! But recent stories on OSHA medical waste disposal rules (not being followed!) and buildups of mask waste in oceans gave me an idea. The stores don't care that they inconvenience us/risk our health with mask rules. They are virtue signaling. What can we do?
We can make life more difficult for them BECAUSE of the masks. I wear the disposable medical kind. I have a ton of used ones. (I do re-use them, but I still have dozens, seems like all over my car and house)
How about each time we go to the store we are sure to LEAVE BEHIND a mask. On the floor. On a grocery shelf. On the produce in the vegetable aisle. (ewwww!) In other words, make it so that the store managers want the masks gone as badly as WE do. Because suddenly it's inconveniencing THEM.
We can later escalate to leaving them hanging off things. All over the place. Used ones!
They want masks? We give them MASKS. Used ones. In all the spots they don't want to see them.
Let's take back our stores!
I live in blue-hell Washington state, and this is my story.
I wear a bandana over my mouth when I go into the store, because I haven't moved out of this totalitarian state yet, and every business is under the thumb of that shithead Inslee.
But for something that is known to be a worthless joke, I will never be told to pull it up "over my nose." I don't breathe through fabric; that's simply an insane thing to do. However, just in these last few weeks, now a fucking year after "two weeks to flatten the curve!", the cult of masks is insanely ramping up! I walked out of two take-out restaurants with my kids yesterday at lunchtime after the little bitch men who worked at those places started squealing through their cuck masks as soon as I walked through the door that "you need to pull your mask up over your nose." I walked up to the (line-less, customer-free) counter at both places and said 'I'm not going to do that. Do you want me to leave?" And they got pissy and flustered and said "We're not going to take your order if you don't pull up your mask." Ok, faggots, I'm out. And my kids were perfectly cool - great learning experience.
So then I went to a second Chipotle (yeah, I know, I get it, whatever... and BTW the first place was a Jimmy Cucky John's), and the crew there didn't bat an eye at none of us daring to not wear fabric over our noses, made good burritos, and I happily dropped a $10 in the tip jar on a $30 order.
Yes, I'd love to be mask free, but I'd have to move out of state for this to happen right now. I'll play along with this mask faggotry as long as i can wear my bandana and look like a bank robber/gangster, but anyone who tells me I actually have to re-breathe used air... fuck off and die. And go broke.
Had to leave best buy because of a mask nazi. I never had to wear one b4 but all of a sudden they're trying to force it. I hate Washington but it's still better than California.
Ain’t that the sad truth.
About half the people walking around my King County neighborhood wear cuck masks. And that’s insane enough.
But I was down in the Bay Area over Christmas; everybody, EVERYBODY but my family wore masks when out walking, running, biking, with friends or alone. They would literally walk across a busy street rather than pass by an Unmasked. It was beyond lunatic. How did this happen to us? For this virus that didn’t even budge annual deaths?!?
My parents thankfully aren’t fearful at all, but they are less confrontational that I am, so I believe they, too, generally wear masks outside ?. But when I was down there, I would not let them wear masks with us on the street. And I loved getting the “You’re killing grandma!” evil glares from the Cucks then... when we were walking with my 70+-year-old parents who weren’t wearing masks, while the 20 and 30 and 40 somethings were cowering, like beaten puppies, in fear of... fresh air!
Nobody ever dared say anything to me on the street/trail, either when I was with my parents or not... but I sure was hoping they would.
This is 100% a political psychosis, a damn dempanic.