Overslept on a day off again. But as there is sod all to do....
Woke up from a recurring dream where I'm trying to put on PPE & the gloves are too small, or the masks keep breaking, and the more I try to get the stuff on the worse it gets.
Other people in my dreams have started wearing masks too.
There's no respite from it, not even in sleep.
I find the message behind the "I'm wearing a mask for you; you wear yours for me," so manipulative. There are posters like this in the city centre. It reminds me of old Durex ads : Ribbed for her pleasure.
If you want me to do something just come out with it & ask, don't be so coercive, it doesn't make me want to help.
To add to the stories of journeys in car boots, I have a tale about far too many of us being squished into the back of the school minibus & the teacher yelling, "some of you get on the floor NOW, we're going past the police station!"
And another story about a large number of teens being transported in the back of a removal van, holding on to the straps they used to tie furniture down with. The year that was stopped due to health & safety and we had to travel by coach, it was less fun.