Mother wanted milk, but only if I was going out somewhere. Gave me an excuse to buy the Cokes I was hankering for.
Had no idea how much milk is going for, however. Went to the gas station because 1) I get to put the Cokes on my points and 2) I am freaking out over social distancing, and I figured that at 3 in the afternoon a gas station would be more sparse than Target. I went to see milk going for $4.59, which seems expensive as hell to me. But as I was going out to the car, I got really scared about dodging people, some of whom are probably shedding virus like a motherfucker. So I pretended to act like I meant to go to my car to get a bag, grabbed an H&M bag (I went to H&M to buy a shirt after my hoodie's string fell through one hole -- long story) and went back inside.
Yes, it was not crowded enough. But the first time I went in, some dude was coughing. And as I was going in a second time, some fat dude was coughing on his way out the door.
I have it. I've got the fucking coronavirus because I was going to a gas station.
Fuck my life.
Had no idea how much milk is going for, however. Went to the gas station because 1) I get to put the Cokes on my points and 2) I am freaking out over social distancing, and I figured that at 3 in the afternoon a gas station would be more sparse than Target. I went to see milk going for $4.59, which seems expensive as hell to me. But as I was going out to the car, I got really scared about dodging people, some of whom are probably shedding virus like a motherfucker. So I pretended to act like I meant to go to my car to get a bag, grabbed an H&M bag (I went to H&M to buy a shirt after my hoodie's string fell through one hole -- long story) and went back inside.
Yes, it was not crowded enough. But the first time I went in, some dude was coughing. And as I was going in a second time, some fat dude was coughing on his way out the door.
I have it. I've got the fucking coronavirus because I was going to a gas station.
Fuck my life.
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