Made it back from the Ozarks, if I caught coronavirus it's asymptomatic.
Didn't really do much - we made one grocery store trip, rented a boat, and hunkered down in the lake house other than shooting 9 holes a couple of times, and going to rent a jet ski.
The jet ski rental was too far down the main channel for us to drive back to our house, so we just set up shop at the rental place and swapped off. We hung out off to the side of the dock area - but we did have to go in and rent the jet ski, which sets up a decent anecdote.
So we decide to mask up to go into the rental shop. Some dude comes across from the repair shop area - quite a ways, to open the door for me.
"How's it going?" he says, "Fine, how about you?"
"A lot better than three weeks ago". OK, asshole, fine, give me the line - "Yeah, why's that?", to which he of course replies "I got the bug".
"Bummer", I say, and walk into the shop. "Oh, well, it kind of sucked but I'm all better now!"
The shop is pretty big because it's got a lot of floor space for various boating equipment, life jackets/etc, and in the front are racks of Ozarks t-shirts. He sort of waddles around the t-shirts for a bit then leaves the shop, to go back to moving waverunners around with a Bobcat and taking some boats down the ramp with a tractor. Pretty clear the guy didn't have any real reason to go to the shop and was just fucking with a couple masked up Yankees.
So as we are leaving, he's by the dock talking to a couple chicks that work the dock area. He asks "how'd it go?"
screw this guy - I say "It was awesome. Hey man, I'm really happy to hear you kicked that bug and are feeling better, I've never had it myself but I hear that gonorrhea really sucks"