Mentally, I am exhausted. Today was okay, at first. Nothing too stupid. At least, not until the end of my shift.
About an hour and a half before the end of my shift, a member came in, looking for the face shields we had been selling. We don’t have any more of them; we clearanced them out weeks ago. Apparently, he needed something to cover his face. But he couldn’t wear a mask because he “couldn’t breathe” in it. He then launched into a rant about how masks were unnecessary, how we needed to get away from the Democratic party and start living in reality–I’m sorry, but aren’t we still in the middle of a global pandemic?!–and how we needed to stop wearing masks.
Thankfully, he didn’t drag me into it; I managed to assemble a face shield for him and told him it was complimentary. I also caught myself muttering how much of an asshole he was and how a doctor would pretty much tell him he was full of shit. He must have realized that I wasn’t the captive audience he had previously thought: I happened to be wearing both of my masks. So he backed off and decided to go rant at one of my more conservative coworkers.
This entire pandemic has changed me.
In the early stages, the first few months, we were dealing with people who refused to wear a mask. We had people who refused to social distance. We had members walking in with a mask, only to remove it once they were out of the view of Member Service. I personally dealt with someone who threatened to cancel her membership because she was told she had to wear a mask.
I pointed to the Membership desk and said they’d be happy to help her.
I’m tired. I’m so damn tired. Incidents like today’s don’t help, either.
Some find it in poor taste to laugh at the misfortune of people like this but I don’t. I’ve been on the receiving end of this. I’ve dealt with people who just don’t care or care too much about their “free-dumbs” or just don’t give half a shit about other people and I’m tired. Really tired.
I think I need a six month vacation from humanity. For reasons.