I had to get some blood work a few weeks ago and was asked to wait in a social distancing holding pen. Masks were required.
I sat across from the only person without one. He was a pretty big guy with a massive beer gut. He was obviously proud to be maskless unlike the rest of us sheep. When I sat down he stared at me, I stared back. I'll play the stupid stare down game.
Then... I started coughing. Whatever bug I had recently messed up my right lung and once I start coughing, I can't stop, and it's a nasty dry rattle with an involuntary wheeze after the cough that can't be faked.
Tough guy broke eye contact. Then, the nurse said, "Are you sure you don't want a mask Mr. Krupke?" That seemed to indicate that he'd already turned her down once! He didn't say a word, he took the mask and walked to the other side of the room.
I love you tough, nonsheeple. You're good for a laugh!