Social Distancing, Day 39: Shi** Goes Into Time-Out

At the bonnet/mask shop, the morning went so nicely. I learned that the young man I'd been ironing next to for the past few days was one of C's soccer teammates from school - he graduated last year. It's a small world after all. He's a very nice young man. 

Then I shopped two orders at Hazel Dell Target, which went mostly fine (I'll give the paranoid weirdo who accused me of snooping through his purchases a pass) until one customer's organic cane sugar purchase went horribly awry. I texted her about it but of course she didn't text back until I was already in my car, on my way to her house, with the rest of her stuff. Then she griped that she really needed it today and didn't want to order another $35 of stuff to get same-day delivery. I offered to go back and buy it with my money and have her pay me back, but she didn't want that either. I may have been imagining it but she acted weirded out by my offer. 

The other two customers I shopped for were gracious and lovely, but the above interaction was enough to make me wanna yell SCREWWWWWW YOUUUUUUU to any other potential crappy Shi** customers out there. So tomorrow, I'm doing Uber Eats instead.