Writing this from my lady friend's laptop computer, since she and I have been quarantining together (for the most part) since the pandemic has occurred. The whole situation has been a bit weird for me... almost moved in with her, yet still maintaining my apartment and the public face that we're not in a formal relationship. Welcome to the new normal! That's one reason my flight activities with the squadron are down, limited mostly to Tuesday and occasional Thursday flights. Slowly edging towards moving in with her completely, which I'd like.
As for life in general for me... I've been designated "essential" in my job as a route salesman at a welding supply/compressed gas distributor, due mainly to my company's supplying many local medical facilities and fabrication companies with compressed gases. Which is fine, I certainly need to work and get a paycheck. But I have yet to see my "stimulous" check and my main business of supplying metal fabrication shops with their welding supplies has taken a huge hit with many closings or steep drops in business. The result being that work hours are limited, yet there's lots of work to do. Doesn't help that we are down one driver (was fired for two at-fault accidents in the last two years, despite over 40 years with the company, a month before Covid hit) and no interviews are allowed to fill the position.
Of course working comes at a cost. I feel I'm constantly at risk of contracting the virus from customers who are mostly disdainful at best of the virus, efforts to mitigate the spread of the virus, and it's implications to the health of others. The thought of becoming infected terrifies me. Not so much for my own well being but for the fact I could be spreading it without even knowing. That's what scares me most. I don't want the weight of being unknowingly responsible for someone else's illness -or death- on my shoulders. I am not Typhoid Mary, and don't want any part of being such a person.
In some ways I'm jealous of the folks who were laid off, or had their jobs eliminated due to being "non-essential". I hear too many stories of folks gouging the system, getting unemployment plus $600 /week from the fed. In many cases that's more than they make normally, so they're getting better paid not to work. WTF?? My taxes go to support even more folks who take no heed of medical precautions and spend their spare time running around without masks having back-yard parties. The whole thing reminds me again that I have my priorities fucked up... I should have learned to game the system better, instead of having a work ethic and follow the rules and laws. In the end, I'm left feeling "expendable", not "essential".
Thanks for letting me vent a bit, hope this helps me feel better... and you, too, dear reader.