day 22

Happened to catch the UPS delivery guy at the door today when he rang our apartment. Though the mask covered his face, his tone was cheerful.

“Thanks so much,” he said as I picked up the Amazon package.

What in the world was he thanking me for? I wondered.

Shouldn’t it have been the other way around?

(Today marks the first day of SF’s new mask ordinance. Restaurants have been told to turn away guests without them.)