When I went to the doctor a few weeks ago, I was given a surgical mask to wear because of what people at work called my "coronacough". As I've had it for years, it's certainly not due to coronavirus--more likely it's due to post-nasal drip from allergies. But whenever I go out I've worn that surgical mask because it keeps people from giving me horrified looks whenever I cough.
A friend of mine sent a picture of him in a bandana. I joked that I don't have a bandana--then it hit me. I might! So I dug through one of my drawers and found it. I've had it for
decades, so long that I have no idea where or why I got it. It's certainly not something I'd have bought, it might have been given away as a promotion at a fair or something like that. So now I can ditch that worthless surgical mask and step out in style:
I don't even drink beer. Why on earth would I have this? I don't know, but in my family we save
everything because we might need it some day. Who knew I'd need this for a pandemic!
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