"A monkey was walking down the street and finds a mask" sounds like the start of a bad dad joke, but it really happened.

This monkey found a mask on the street and, after picking it up, knew exactly what do to with it.

So why is it so hard for people to know what to do with their masks when they get to Walmart (or any other public place, for that matter)?

This weekend I had to get out and about to pick up a few things for the house and I was taken aback as to how many maskless people I encountered while out shopping.

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Granted, I don't get out much. I do get to the grocery about once a week, and almost everybody at my local grocery is masked. I go into the office about once a week and we have a mandatory mask policy there, so no problem. I go fishing on the weekends and relish at the thought of being out in nature with the fresh air.

But this past Sunday I had to stop at 3 different retail establishments and visited one restaurant, and more than half of the people I encountered were not masked. All of the employees were masked, but a good number of the patrons/shoppers were not.

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I get it: you enjoy your freedoms. You don't want to listen to a governor you didn't vote for when he asks you to wear a mask in public and try to keep your social distance. You think it's communism or a dictatorship or that this is the beginning of your freedoms being stripped from you. I understand that this is what you think.

I don't think that way. I don't see a mask as an infringement of my rights. I see it as a courtesy to others. My parents taught me that, sometimes, we have to make sacrifices for the good of the group. We, sometimes, have to think of others before ourselves.

I was taught to chew with my mouth closed so as not to gross out others who are trying to eat.

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I was taught to cover my mouth when I coughed or sneezed so as not to blow germs or spit or snot on others.

I was taught to go outside when I felt the need to be gassy.

I was taught to help others when they needed it.

I was taught to find a solution to a problem before laying blame.

I was taught to admit when I was wrong and to apologize to those I wronged.

I was taught to be kind to my neighbors.

You are my neighbor, and you are why I wear my mask.

But, I digress: this is the 1,687,199th (estimated through sarcasm) post about masks in the past year and a half. It hasn't worked yet, so I doubt this one will work.

It doesn't hurt to try, though, so please: watch the video again. If you have a problem wearing a mask, know that it's easy. Just watch the monkey, he'll show you how.

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