An eventful day

Today I got yelled at.

I know what you’re thinking: aren’t YOU the one who usually does the yelling? ๐Ÿ˜›

Yes. I’m trying to change that… But the point is, I was the one who was yelled AT today. By a fitting room attendant.

She was an older women with grey hair and a heavy mask on her face. She had her system and pointed to people coming out of fitting rooms to put unwanted stuff there and hangers here, yada yada. People mostly listened to her but I could tell some of them struggled to understand her. I saw this while patiently waiting my turn to cross the distancing line on the floor and be allowed into the change room.

Yes, in the Greater Toronto Area will still have to wear masks. Boo.

Whatever. At least we can shop mostly like normal again.

When it was my turn to be admitted, I hung my clothes on the rack and waited for further instructions. She counted my items and gave me a plastic shield with the number 4 on it. On top of the shield, she wrote the number 5 in pen on a post-it note.

Clearly, the hand-written number indicated the number of items I was taking into the room to try on but I don’t know what happened to my brain; when I got to the back I saw the number 5 on the post-it note and picked the number 5 fitting room and went about my business of trying on my stuff.

I did hear some yelling outside my stall but I didn’t associate it having anything to do with me.

Of course, it did, I realized later. She was not only the person organizing entry and exit for customers, but also wiping down the stalls after use. When she came to wipe down another room she noticed I had screwed up.

Long story short, when I came out, she gave me points for remembering to put the unwanted items on that rack, not this one, but she did say something about the stall.

“Muffle muffle 4 was your muffle muffle,” I heard her say.

I put two and two together and then apologized.

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking,” I told her. “Now I know for next time.”

She stopped and looked at me, then nodded. Case closed.

This was an anxiety-inducing situation for people who struggle with hearing loss (that would be me). These masks are a pain in the ass. But at least we’re back to semi-normal and doing stuff again, you know? So I will be the good little Canadian, wear my mask, and go about my business.

Besides, maybe the fitting room lady also struggled with hearing loss…



Earlier today, I was faced with another situation that had me all anxious.

I was staying with my mom in the suburbs but had to drive into Toronto to switch cars with my partner.

On my way back to the house in the city I got a text I need to get cash from the bank. More than the automated machine would dispense, which meant I had to go into the branch and talk to a teller.

I hate talking to strangers who have masks on their faces.

So I agonized how I was going to survive this but forced myself to stop. It is what it is. As long as masks are going to be a thing around here, there isn’t much I can do about it and I will simply have to come out and disclose my hearing issue. I’m not the only one, I know that, but I am bothered by it.

Funny how after decades of living with deteriorating hearing loss, I’m still uncomfortable with it. I lost some of my hearing at age 7 due to an illness and it got a lot worse over the years… You’d think by age 50+ I would have navigated this discomfort, but you would be wrong. I am not good at navigating this discomfort. And now, covid and masks… It’s not easy.


I’m doing it.

I entered the bank and simply vowed not to anticipate any issues and lo, there weren’t any.

It all went well.

The security guy with the mask asked me something which I didn’t hear but I simply responded with “I need a teller” and he pointed to some arrows and strips of tape on the floor so I followed those and waited my turn. The girl at the counter was behind a shield and she had a clear voice which I was able to hear well because the bank was quiet and there was no distracting background noise. And, no one yelled at me because I followed the correct exit arrows. ๐Ÿ˜„

Honestly, if one thing came out of this colossal covid mess, it’s the increased order among things. The crowds are managed well which I’m sure many people appreciate, rarely is there someone in your personal space, and for the most part, arrows and directions are clear. Yes, some places have too many posters with instructions which simply get ignored, yes, sometimes certain people are extra anal about forcing you to use that icky alcohol-y sanitizer, but mostly, we’re all adjusting to the protocols that are supposed to keep us safe. It’s fine, for the few times I have to go places.

As of today, we are in stage 3 which means we can now eat indoors at restaurants again, something I’m really looking forward to, especially given the high humidity we’ve been suffering from lately.


I wrote a lengthy post yesterday which I meant to publish. I let it sit overnight and decided it was too convoluted, so I just edited it. It’s going to be ready after I let is simmer once again, overnight.

It has to do with the definition of relationships. Intrigued? Tune in tomorrow and we’ll discuss.

Happy Friday!

See you in the comments.

20 thoughts on “An eventful day

  1. At the bank, wearing a mask, asking to talk to the cashier…

    Did you meet the masked TV character called: Lone Ranger? His classic phrase was: A bandit doesn’t always hide behind a mask.
    Very applicable to this situation.

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    1. What geographical part of the world are you?

      My perspective is: be smart but not fearful. Respect the virus but don’t fear it. Frequent handwashing is not hard. ๐Ÿ™‚

      If you avoid crowded places, you’ll be alright. ๐Ÿ’›


  2. The masks and the plexiglass… I noticed I was having more trouble hearing BEFORE… the Kootie definitely made it worse.
    I’ve been self conscious about it too, but I’d rather just say something than people think I’m dumber than a bag of hammers, ya know? So I have my short speech… “I have hearing loss from Scarlet Fever when I was a baby. You’ll probably have to yell if you want me to hear you. Sorry๐Ÿคท๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ” Yes, the speech includes the shrug. They can choose whether the wanna yell small talk at me. Most dont… WIN!๐Ÿฅณ

    I hate shopping for clothes! I’m waiting for Younger to bring me some shorts, cuz mine aren’t fitting well, but I don’t want to buy new ones… it’s depressingโ˜น

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    1. That’s the thing, looking “dumb” or “inadequate” or something vs not being dumb, just having to struggle to hear. But disclosure was difficult for me particularly during my teen years – it shouldn’t be though. I’m getting better at it. ๐Ÿ™‚

      Hope she brings you comfy shorts!

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  3. Hey WoW,e take care of that ear. Hope you enjoyed shopping though, did you take all 5? While I do feel sorry about that yelling you got there, show off your sexy outfits and share a pic in here. Have a great evening!๐Ÿ’•

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    1. I bought 1 top, 1 pair of black shorts, and 1 pair of white capris in stretchy material. The other top wasn’t quite right (ti fit but the colour was weird), and the second pair of shorts was the same as the first in a different size. (I chose the larger size, blah). ๐Ÿ™‚

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  4. I know there are levels of sound that are slowly fading for me. Hardest still is the grocery store I frequent. Plexiglass and checkers still wear masks, usually cloth, which doubles the muffle. I just do a lot of head nodding and hope it’s in the right direction.

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  5. Heck, I had a hard time understanding some people when we were required to wear masks, I can only imagine how difficult it is for you. As for the dressing rooms, Iโ€™m sure youโ€™re not the only one to make that mistake!

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    1. It must be frustrating for the staff to control who goes where to try on clothes… I’ll do better next time. I mean, I worked retail as a teen, I remember customers were not always very nice to us, but now with the covid restrictions it’s much more responsibility on everyone.

      Thank you, as always, for reading and

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  6. You are a great writer! I feel like I understand better what it is to experience hearing loss. And since my mom is losing her hearing these days, it’s very poignant and helpful.

    Sorry that you got yelled at. Sounds like you dealt with it all graciously!

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    1. I felt bad for the lady who tended the fitting room. I’m sure I wasn’t the only one who screwed up the number…

      But yes, we all managed to move on without drama. ๐Ÿ™‚

      Thank you for the kind comment.


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