Norman, Rockcreek 7-11 Monday night. I was filthy from a day of crawling on my belly under houses. Went in, grabbed a pack of brew, set it on the counter, paid. As I was picking it up, I noticed a police officer was standing at the other register. I had no mask, he said nothing.
Same thing happened at an OnCue 2 weeks earlier, Deputy sheriff that time, nada.
I get the feeling, nobody cares but Karens.
Karen’s; and those people that look for and never pass up any excuse to be an *******, biotch or *********.
The world is filled with them. Always has been. I’d bet we all know several. Miserable, morose mf’ers and misery loves company.
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