Coronavirus

I pay a neighbor to buy my groceries. Everything else, I order online. So, what I’m about to say about grocery stores is just “theoretical”. Occasionally, I sneeze. I’ve thought, while rolling from the kitchen to the living room, “Hmm. I need a Kleenex. And, if there were anyone else here, this would be disgusting.” But, I finish rolling to the living room, find the box of Kleenex, and the debacle is ameliaorated. But, thinking theoretically, ...nowadays, if I were to be rolling my wheelchair down a grocery store aisle, and let loose a huge Achooo!, without so much as covering my mouth with my hand (as is sometimes impossible unless I’m willing to crash my wheelchair), ...then, yes, I think that I would suddenly become persona very non grata in that grocery store, and quite possibly the store’s public enemy number one. “Be on the lookout for this woman. She sneezed in a grocery store.”