found online by Raymond
From JoAnn Williams at Biased Unbalanced and Politically Incorrect:
It is a routine visit. Quick labs in and out. In was fine – out was a visit to the 12th level of hell; mask hell.
I discarded the mask I was wearing on the way to the parking garage. I did not want the ick it may contain following me around. I don’t drive with a mask on and there are extra masks in my purse and the car console.
Paying at the parking garage exit is always a pain as it requires manual dexterity that exceeds my grasp. I drive up to the credit card machine, slide in my credit card; nada, zip, credit card doesn’t work. A quick view in the rearview mirror indicates several cars behind me.