Jan 3, 2022
1 min read
Since we’re going to be sporting face masks until the Orange Turd gets what’s coming to him (the twelfth of never) I got to thinking how this protective gear makes certain tasks challenging.
You know, those little things we all used to take for granted.
Here’s an example. I was grocery shopping today and aside from being appalled at how much a friggin’ bag of French Roast costs (“smoky, with chocolate undertones”), I experienced frustration of a different sort…
