Starting to look like Dennis Miller was the DS replacement for Bill Hicks.
I get honks and fist pumps for my wheel cover. Then in the store, I get evil eyes for being maskless. Someone freaked out over the spice aisle. They looked at me as if I'd opened fire in a bank because I went up the aisle opposite of the arrows. Grabbed my shit, and walked off with a wink (I was being mindful of the 6ft run, mind you). As I went to reach for the spice I needed, she literally did a Matrix-style Neo dodge maneuver; as if My entire body was on fire and she was about to get burned; she was already about 5 1/2 feet away from me.
It's infuriating, hilarious, frustrating, and off putting all at once. Got a kiddo going to the hospital with classic appendicitis symptoms. I'm just waiting for this situation to get nuts.