Adulting is hard

"Come on, we are all adults here..."

We have all heard this statement at one time or another. In theory, being an "adult" means you should know better, you should behave better, that in some concept of growing older, we somehow grasped the nuances of knowing how to behave in the best of ways at all times. 

I used to believe in that statement. I used to believe that the term adult meant something. As I grew up, I also realized that the people in prison are also adults and clearly they didn't get the memo on how to be "adults". 

During the COVID-19 virus, it is very apparent that being an adult means you just avoided death later than others. And for some, it is a miracle that a sooner fate was not met.

If you do social media, (and clearly, you do) we have people not getting the concept of social distancing. So far we have spring breakers springing, Chicago decided to gather on the 606, and a couple of megachurches decided for mass gatherings.

What the actual fuck? How are we not getting this? Close contact means COVID and you will get to know each other in a special way.

Everyone who watched the young people gather for spring break KNEW what was going to happen. And go figure...it is happening! Young people coming back from spring break are coming back COVID-19 positive. Sadly, these brain-trusts are going to be surprised at their diagnosis. This is after they have sobered up, of course. And they are the future of our society...

(Now, there are are a few people who just thought, "those damn Millennials!" However, they are Generation Z...they are the Zoomers...get a calendar)

Then we have the other side of the population who is on a witch hunt for finding people gathering in more than 10 people. You know the ones...they are on your social media neighborhood groups who are asking who is the strange person on their street who they think doesn't belong there. These are also the ones who play the game of "firecrackers or gun shot" or the person who reported 5 Girl Scouts for soliciting just on principle. They complain about people who park on their side of the street too close to their house. If there is a lost dog, they can tell you which neighbor it belongs to and how many times that dog has been out in the past month. January 5th, they complain about how many Christmas decorations there are and how there should be a law.

These are the ones who have no problem with social distancing because the general population waves to them from a distance for fear any social engagement. If you do engage them it means you will be part of their social profiling. They won't say who you are, but they will let people know what road you live on, what you drive, what you wear and your entire schedule...but since they don't say your name it counts for them as being responsible.

This is what we have to deal with...people partying on the bridge as the hurricane comes in or the shut-ins reporting on their neighbors for 2 inches of grass on their front lawn instead of 1.5.

May the odds be ever in your favor.





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