Category: Covidiots

Easter day – I’m on the phone with my mother and she hears firetrucks came into her housing development – she is alarmed. 

“There’s fire trucks.  They sound like they are right here!” She’s breathless. “I have to go see what it is.  It’s coming into our apartments.”

This is the most stressed she has sounded since the Covid life began. She returns to the phone.

“It’s the godamn rabbit.” (The Easter bunny had come to wave from a firetruck.)

“We don’t even have children here!” Mom was incredulous. “Why would he come here and scare a bunch of old people?”

Later she tells me. “I was planning to donate my body to Penn Med. They will have too many bodies now. I guess I’ll have to get cremated.”