all of my grocery store terror is packed into my memory of standing in the frozen goods section in the height of covid lockdown masked The Fuck Up and there at a weird hour and a well-dressed equally-masked man walking by mumbling something at me that i had to ask him to repeat three times (it sounded friendly but the masks were very much in the way) before i realized he was telling me i looked hot and then i thanked him while dying internally and Ran Away








