Hi, everybody…
I’m back, for the
Today’s strip would almost fit right in with the prevailing mode of life under quarantine…
We have drive-up prepared food, either through the usual window, or delivered to the parking lots of normally sit-down restaurants.
“Curbside” pick-up of groceries and other purchases…
Which really means “parking lot” pick-up, in these days of strip malls and big box stores.
I mean, when was the last time you went to a store on a public street, where you parked at the curb out front?
No… a curb on the edge of a parking lot doesn’t count.
And of course, in many communities, cars wait in long lines so the occupants can be tested for Covid-19.
Long before this virus… I’d sometimes idle my car in a long line, waiting to get a space at some flea market or other….
At one popular spot, years ago, the line sometimes formed during the previous night… and didn’t move till the gate opened at 7 am. .
You might doze in your car for 5 hours, start to inch forward at 6:30… get to the gate at 7:30… and find all the spaces sold out.
All the years I was a “precinct inspector” … what most states seem to call an “election judge” (neither name makes sense)….
I sat a line of cars to pick up or turn in ballots and booths and other voting materials, a few days before, and the night after, every election…
People do that here on “toxic waste” collection days, as well.
Half a can of paint, a few dead batteries and an old bottle of nail polish… you can’t really drop off leftovers from Chernobyl.
Meanwhile… can this dentist and various assistants actually reach into your mouth from outside the car windows?
I don’t trust a dentist with rubbery 10 ft long arms… it’s like an Alfred Hitchcock story.
Hi, everybody…
I’m back, for the
July 1st 2020 “CLEO and COMPANY!” … on SherpaToday’s strip would almost fit right in with the prevailing mode of life under quarantine…
We have drive-up prepared food, either through the usual window, or delivered to the parking lots of normally sit-down restaurants.
“Curbside” pick-up of groceries and other purchases…
Which really means “parking lot” pick-up, in these days of strip malls and big box stores.
I mean, when was the last time you went to a store on a public street, where you parked at the curb out front?
No… a curb on the edge of a parking lot doesn’t count.
And of course, in many communities, cars wait in long lines so the occupants can be tested for Covid-19.
Long before this virus… I’d sometimes idle my car in a long line, waiting to get a space at some flea market or other….
At one popular spot, years ago, the line sometimes formed during the previous night… and didn’t move till the gate opened at 7 am. .
You might doze in your car for 5 hours, start to inch forward at 6:30… get to the gate at 7:30… and find all the spaces sold out.
All the years I was a “precinct inspector” … what most states seem to call an “election judge” (neither name makes sense)….
I sat a line of cars to pick up or turn in ballots and booths and other voting materials, a few days before, and the night after, every election…
People do that here on “toxic waste” collection days, as well.
Half a can of paint, a few dead batteries and an old bottle of nail polish… you can’t really drop off leftovers from Chernobyl.
Meanwhile… can this dentist and various assistants actually reach into your mouth from outside the car windows?
I don’t trust a dentist with rubbery 10 ft long arms… it’s like an Alfred Hitchcock story.