Wednesday, April 29, 2020

Who Is That Masked Man?



I had my maiden mask trip out yesterday. 

Strapped on my mask and went downtown.

First, I walked into John’s Butcher Block and announced, “Your salami or your life.” No one laughed. There is something inherently unfunny about wearing a mask.

Next I went to a convenience store. On the way in the store, my breath seeped up and onto my glasses….fogging them…making it difficult to find the handle of the door. A nice gentleman opened the door for me. I have to tell you….wearing a mask while approaching a convenience store cashier is a disturbing feeling. I didn’t make any quick moves. I deliberately reached into my pocket…slowly…handed over my money, then stepped away, and started feeling for the front door.

I asked Fairfield’s most famous surgical masked man, Dr. Patrick Molt, about my problem. He suggested washing my glasses in Dawn dishwashing liquid, or putting pipe cleaners inside the top of the mask, thus sealing it from my breath.

I’ve also learned that my I-phone, which uses face recognition, doesn’t recognize me anymore.

Finally, I’m really bad with putting names with faces. Now I only get  with half faces. Please don’t be offended if you say “Hi Mike” to me and I respond----“Great to see you, Bud.” That means I don’t have a clue. It is sort of like my I-phone is with me.

You and I will have to get used to this ……new normal.

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