I booked a trip to Vegas in … and then happened. The booking agency allowed me to push it out a year. By the time it came around again in , masks were still required in public places.
I was watching my husband at a blackjack table, drink in hand. I moved my mask down to take a sip, and I heard a clap. The dealer was pointing at me. I looked around and saw that people at other tables were doing exactly what I was doing, but no one was correcting them.
Even an older, well-dressed man at the same table was doing it, but still, [Dealer] said nothing. A few minutes later, I wanted another sip. This time, I slipped the straw up under my mask, keeping my mouth and nose covered. How does that work? Another player — not the well-dressed man I mentioned — spoke up. A moment later, security arrived. You may briefly move or lower your mask to eat or drink, but you must put it back between sips or whenever you are not eating.
I pulled my mask down, took a sip, and put it back. Was I wrong, too? Well, what you are doing is fine. Security left, and the game went on. A customer comes over to the section of the store where we offer helium balloon-filling services. Is yours like premium helium or something? A standard-size helium canister is good for fifty balloons. Helium is helium. No premium versions exist. A fairly new female coworker approaches me while I am at my desk. Do you have any… you know? I hold out a dollar.
She looks at me suspiciously and makes a disgusted face. This got the attention of several people around us. She later tried to get Human Resources involved, saying I had embarrassed her with my last statement. HR did not side with her, but they did warn her that asking people if they are transitioning is not a work-appropriate topic.
