Making Judgments

There appears to be only two kinds of judgments, snap and, um, well the other kind escapes my mind at the moment.

I went out to night in search of things to put in the air fryer, which wasn’t as productive as I’d hoped. Anywho, I was in a store that I’ve deemed beneath me, the people who frequently shop there, the employees, the store itself is well, not on my level (wink, wink).

Why do I shop here? My husband likes the cuts of meat and its the only place I can find certain ethnic items I’ve come to enjoy.

Oddly this post isn’t about any of what I’ve just written, I didn’t find an entire dinner I wanted to air fry. I got some frozen Brussels Sprouts and some corn on the cob, but no meat I wanted to buy.

Anywho, this post is about face coverings. This is the only place in my city that doesn’t have a sign on the door of any kind mentioning ANYTHING about the pandemic. There isn’t even a sign saying you can’t sue if you catch it on the premises… you know the sign I’m speaking about.

All of the employees have a mask somewhere near their faces. About 85% of us were wearing them and the rest were just watching us move about the store. A woman and little boy (the boy had his hood up and he seemed embarrassed. He kept trying to cover his face with his hood). The mom just looked angry. Yes I judged them all. Bad mom, stupid uncaring people, etc. And I knew they were judging me also. I took my two items to the check out and noticed that one of the customers was trying to cover his nose and mouth with his shirt while checking out. Smh (too little too late buddy) Don’t these people get it?!?!

And then it dawned on me. Not my circus… I don’t get to make the call. I am not the Supreme ruler, I can only function effectively within my sphere of influence. Calm down lady, you don’t have to take care of them if/when they get Covid. Mindjahbidness.

Think on all of the judgements you made as you read this post.

Oh and by the way, the veggies were SO good in the air fryer!

Published by THEMrsSearcy

I wrote my very first novel in the third grade. I remember that it went the way of most loaned one of a kind books written in a ringed notebook. Many years later I lost yet another one that very same way. I no longer "loan" any of my original manuscripts. I'm presently working to finish each and everything I've started by the summer. There truly isn't any reason why I can't achieve that goal. It's been far too, no comments Cece Buffie... I know Girl. My Ace Boon... well you know LOVE YOU, LADY! I am happily married with children, a dog, and a turtle.

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