I also don’t have pictures of any of this but *yesterday* I had to go to the bank. My local one was all locked up at noon on Thursday with a sign on the door “Closed for Emergency. Will reopen ASAP.”

(Assuming there was an incident with a Karen coughing on shit, or an employee tested positive)

So I go to the next closest of the same bank. I get there. The. Same. Damn. Thing. Happened there.

Right next door to this one is a bar. The patio is moderately filled with assholes who apparently just *needed* to go to a bar at noon on a Thursday during a pandemic and of course aren’t masked, but then again you can’t exactly eat or drink with one on so I’m not too pissy about that, but their server looked like he was dressed for surgery. If your server has to look like that to survive a day at work, the place shouldn’t be open and you. do. not. need. to. be. there.

Finally the 3rd branch of that bank I went to was open.

This is urban/suburban California right now people.