When it comes to wearing a mask in public to counter COVID-19's nasty challenges, I'm all for it. I don't want to help spread the virus and I certainly don't want to receive a fine.
Last month, I thought of taking a short bike ride to my local supermarket during my lunch break. As I was about halfway there, I patted my pocket and realised... I'd forgotten my mask! Ugh! So I did a quick U-Turn and went back home to pick one up. Now I was running out of time so I decided to pack my mask and drive instead because I was running out of time.
I arrived at the supermarket a little flustered, picked up my basket and started going about my business in the fresh food department. First, I wondered why someone looked at me strange. Then there was another, and then there was another who gave me a really sour look. "What's up", I thought.
I then went to adjust my mask and felt nothing.
Rather than doing the right thing and masking up, I realised that I'd been unintentionally supporting the "anti-masker movement". Oh, the horror!
Credit to the Woolworths attendant at the front desk (she looked after my embarrassingly full basket), who offered to give me one of theirs spare ones rather than head back to the car to get mine.
Once I had my new mask on, I was able to return to my business of critically looking at anyone who had the AUDACITY to use scarves or bare their nostrils with their mask. 2020 is a fun year indeed...