Five Feet Nine Inches

My better half and I know, or at least highly suspect that among most of our friends, we’re the considered the crazy germaphobes.

Visiting Home Depot tonight, we saw a woman pushing her cart around without a mask. (In spite of the BIG sign on the store front that says masks are mandatory.)

We grumbled to ourselves about this disrespectful infraction, with many a surly glare towards the massless woman.

Checking out through the open air garden center, wearing our masks, we were still fuming over the woman, when a masked man in front turns to us, looks down at the marking on the ground and says, ‘6 feet’.

We were about 3 inches short of the 6 feet social distance marker painted on the cement floor.

Proving once again that: crazy is relative.

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