When I return to HEB with a bandana on my face, a woman approached me asking where I got the bandana. She didn't have a mask. The first thing out of my mouth was "They let you in?" She said just barely. She had taken her shirt and covered her face and she was allowed in. So why couldn't John and I just cover our faces with our shirts? Why were we threatened?
She said her daughter spilled something on hers.
So I pointed to the area where she could buy some masks. When I walked passed the aisle where she was an employee was helping her tie a pretty scarf around her face. How nice maybe if I was a target of city hall I would get the same treatment.
That's ok I will find a pair of panty hose and make a mask.
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