I Am Worried About My Health
Warning: Rant in progress.
Massachusetts is still on lockdown, and "they" are saying it will be this way until June 18th.
Why so long? Because of the poo for brains people, that's why.
We've all been ordered, here, to stay on lockdown. We are not allowed to see our doctors in person, and it has been this way since March. I have needed surgery on my wrist since the end of February and have had three cancelled appointments. Now I am, (tentatively), rescheduled at the end of June. Does anyone think it is reasonable to wait for surgery for four months?
Why are cases still spiking in Massachusetts? Because people are so damned stupid. Who even knows if they are all real? I don't.
As an example of poo for brains, there's a woman in my apartment building...let's call her the Godmother. She ignores the signs that have been posted everywhere in the building by management, and refuses to social distance, refuses to wear a mask in common areas and when I thought I would mention to her that she is supposed to wear a mask, this a-hole swung her mask at me...(she was carrying it in her hand)...and said, "Why don't you tell Mr. Fancucci about it? I am sure he would love to hear it." (Referring to Don Fanucci of the Godfather, who used to slice people up). Basically it was a veiled threat, and I can't do a thing about it.
I have to roll over for dumb a$$es like her, keep quiet, and breathe the contents of her lungs when I ride up and down in the elevator, because the entry to the elevator was where I spoke to her.
On Mother's Day, the dumb a$$ Godmother was sitting a foot away from her ancient love interest in the lobby, where we were told NOT to congregate, again, without her face mask. Her ancient Irishman was sitting there, also, with his mask down around his chin,
and when I came back up in the elevator with my takeout food and my mail, the crowd had increased, and the Godmother was serving Coronavirus pastries from a three tiered tray to everyone in the room for her little Coronavirus Party. How did she get them on the tray? Teleportation, no doubt. I also doubt she washes her hands.
I wanted more than anything in life to turn this woman in...to anyone at all...but having read the Governor's website on Covid19, he has admonished us NOT to shame people who are not wearing masks. Because they might not be able to breathe with the masks on.
But...who knows where she has been or who touched those cold pastries before her? Her son? Her second son? Her daughter in law? Did they wash their hands? I doubt it. I can't have surgery and I have been in pain every day for four months and now my wrist has frozen in position. I can't bend it backward.
I am at the mercy of the poo for brains people here, and all I can do, legally, is glare at them.
Massachusetts is still on lockdown, and "they" are saying it will be this way until June 18th.
Why so long? Because of the poo for brains people, that's why.
We've all been ordered, here, to stay on lockdown. We are not allowed to see our doctors in person, and it has been this way since March. I have needed surgery on my wrist since the end of February and have had three cancelled appointments. Now I am, (tentatively), rescheduled at the end of June. Does anyone think it is reasonable to wait for surgery for four months?
Why are cases still spiking in Massachusetts? Because people are so damned stupid. Who even knows if they are all real? I don't.
As an example of poo for brains, there's a woman in my apartment building...let's call her the Godmother. She ignores the signs that have been posted everywhere in the building by management, and refuses to social distance, refuses to wear a mask in common areas and when I thought I would mention to her that she is supposed to wear a mask, this a-hole swung her mask at me...(she was carrying it in her hand)...and said, "Why don't you tell Mr. Fancucci about it? I am sure he would love to hear it." (Referring to Don Fanucci of the Godfather, who used to slice people up). Basically it was a veiled threat, and I can't do a thing about it.
I have to roll over for dumb a$$es like her, keep quiet, and breathe the contents of her lungs when I ride up and down in the elevator, because the entry to the elevator was where I spoke to her.
On Mother's Day, the dumb a$$ Godmother was sitting a foot away from her ancient love interest in the lobby, where we were told NOT to congregate, again, without her face mask. Her ancient Irishman was sitting there, also, with his mask down around his chin,
and when I came back up in the elevator with my takeout food and my mail, the crowd had increased, and the Godmother was serving Coronavirus pastries from a three tiered tray to everyone in the room for her little Coronavirus Party. How did she get them on the tray? Teleportation, no doubt. I also doubt she washes her hands.
I wanted more than anything in life to turn this woman in...to anyone at all...but having read the Governor's website on Covid19, he has admonished us NOT to shame people who are not wearing masks. Because they might not be able to breathe with the masks on.
But...who knows where she has been or who touched those cold pastries before her? Her son? Her second son? Her daughter in law? Did they wash their hands? I doubt it. I can't have surgery and I have been in pain every day for four months and now my wrist has frozen in position. I can't bend it backward.
I am at the mercy of the poo for brains people here, and all I can do, legally, is glare at them.
