Yesterday I was shopping, sans mask, in a supermarket. As my wife and I reached the end of the aisle, we stopped to let a man pass by. As he passed, he literally did a cartoon-style double-take. Looking at me, then looking quickly back again, this time with a look of panic. (Keep in mind I'm still more than six feet away.) Regardless, he continues to stare at me like I'm threatening to kill him, as he still pushes his cart forward. I believe he was deciding if he wanted to say something. It appeared he was about to speak up as he slightly turned his body toward us, but that was interrupted when he rammed his cart into a floor display, knocking over a bunch of items onto the floor. I know some people would do the nice thing and help him pick up his mess. My wife and I just laughed and moved on. Maybe he should have minded his own business.