I was verbally harassed and threatened by one customer, who said they would "take care of me". The faggot had blue hair, a homeless-looking beard, and a fucking cartilage ear piercing lol. A manager got very aggressive with me and actually tried to prevent me from leaving (false imprisonment) and actively followed me around the store. Asthma isn't even a reason any more, she tried to force a face shield on me. Claimed they were private property (they aren't read the Civil Rights Act Title II). This manager then ordered an employee not to assist me with an ID check.
The cops were threatened to be called, which is when I decided to leave since I live in Columbus and the cops are completely cucked and would probably actually book me, which, even if I won the case, would certainly cost me my job that I just got because the company is high on COVID power.
Finally, another manager told me they didn't want my money. Wish fucking granted!
God damnit pedes, I'm just so tired...I want to be left the fuck alone. This mask bullshit has honestly caused more division, arguments, and ultimately driven people apart with sheer hatred more than anything I've ever seen. I'm exhausted. I'm stressed beyond imagining and drinking a ton. I don't know how much longer this can last.
I'm already getting gray hairs lol, have been since I was a grad assistant a few years ago...its the stress I've been under for years now, I'm sure of it.
If we don't fight then they'll just keep going. If we do fight we're too divided, not one person in that store spoke up to my defense. Even if they wanted to.
YEP. THIS. When the hot war starts, the first fucking thing I am doing is burning the damned mask. I despise it. However, I am a little old lady with fragile bones. After seeing another little old lady my age get physically assaulted and shoved to the ground by a punk in broad daylight (Fry's, a kroger store in Tucson AZ), and seeing young people act like she was invisible, and some registering approval while my hubby and another old dude were checking her for injuries, I decided discretion is the better part of valor for me.
The security guard there 4 days a week is unarmed, and can only call cops. Cops still hadn't showed up over half an hour later when the punk (and I) were done shopping.
My hubby and I have changed our strategies since then. Always in the past he would tend to injured and I would shop, because I was using mobility carts and walkers so not useful for taking care of people and unable to make a citizen's arrest. Now I am well enough to tend injured, so if we see ridiculous shit again I will do that and he will risk making a citizen's arrest.
But it shocked us both. Shocked us that only 2 people went to help that poor woman. Shocked that nobody else even cared, and a few seemed to approve. Shocked the cops never showed up in over half an hour. The security guard is considering quitting his job because he has seen other incidents and is allowed to do nothing but call cops and sort of follow the criminal around the store.
We now go shopping the days when a uniform cop is guarding the store. The regular cop they get to guard the store is a good man.
But it does make me angry sometimes to see all the young pedes around here calling everyone faggot, cuck, doomer, whatever because they wear a mask. DAMNIT, JUST BECAUSE I WEAR THE FUCKING THING DOESN'T MEAN I AM A WUSS. Some of us have reasons. And blanket condemnations does nothing to unite us.
They declared war on election night, and no matter how the oval office stuff goes, there is no going back from this. So whether someone chooses to mask or not is just about the farthest fucking thing from my mind. What is top on my mind is getting prepped and hubby and I GTFO of here and getting someplace more suited to what is coming.