By Andy Snyder We went out to dinner the other night.
It was a place we’d normally be proud to be seen in.
We masked up, waited in the car until a table was ready like we were told to and then were quickly shuffled by the tables full of maskless potential super-spreaders.
Oh my.
We accidentally looked one of them in the eye.
The hostess seated us and quickly took off for the safety of the front desk.
“Wait,” we cried. “What about the menus?”
“No,” she shot back. “We don’t use them anymore. Use your phone.”
It turns out we had to scan a code at the back of …read more
