My wife went car-looking
yesterday. I went with her. We both carried our de rigueur masks to don when at
the car dealership.
My wife had done her usual
homework, searching the internet for the style car she wanted. She bought her
present car – a 2010 Ford Flex – nine years ago in Arkansas. The Flex now has a
bit more than 218,000 miles. When she was working, my wife put a lot of miles
on her cars. In Texas, working for Girl Scouts and when running a local YWCA,
she put more than 280,000 miles on her 1995 Ford Taurus. She put more miles on
the Taurus as CEO of a Girl Scout council in Arkansas, and then traded the Taurus
for a 2005 Mercury Montego. That car then became a trade-in on the Flex. She
bought good cars, kept up with required maintenance and added up several
hundred thousand miles in Texas, Arkansas and Oklahoma.
She and I arrived at the Ford
dealership in Sarasota around 3:15 p.m. My wife parked the car and we put on our
masks and got out. As we neared the front door of the dealership, I noticed
that of the 15 or so people inside and the five outside, none wore a mask.
“They’re not wearing masks,”
I said.
“Good,” my wife said, quickly
removing her mask. “That means we don’t have to.”
During the several hours in
the dealership, we saw 30 or more people. Four adults and two children wore
masks.
My wife asked the salesman if
anyone at the dealership had contracted he coronavirus. The salesman said
several in the service department had become sick in early February. He said
none was tested, so no one knew what they had.
“We assumed it was the
coronavirus,” he said.
My wife said, “But it could
have been the flu.”
The salesman agreed that was
so.
At one point, when the
salesman was checking on something, my wife said to me, “These people were in
contact with all kinds of people, every day, with everybody touching the same surfaces.”
I said, “That’s right. And I
haven’t seen anybody with rags and spray bottles cleaning anything.”
My wife said, “It could be they
do the cleaning at night.”
When the salesman returned,
my wife said, “You said several people got sick in the service department. Did
anybody in sales or in the office get sick?”
The salesman shook his head. “Not
a one,” he said.
So. Dozens of people a day in
a close environment; 99.8 percent not
wearing a mask (based on our observation); “a few” workers not in close contact
with customers became ill, but no one knows if the illness was coronavirus or
flu season normal flu. They all got well and came back to work.
Kind of makes you wonder about "the science" of bunker down, doesn't it.
· ** From “The Lone Ranger” radio and TV show. At the end
of the show, someone in the town where the Lone Ranger and Tonto had again
saved the day, would ask, “Who was that masked man?
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