I have no problem with rules of entry at places of business.

But.

I was walking into my bank today for the millionth time and noticed a big warning sign. I expected no guns or even a ski mask warning, but I didn’t expect no hats or no sunglasses.

No hats? You got to be shitting shitting me.

They mention hoodies I can get that just like the ski mask, which has been the bank robbery apparel of choice for ages.

But a baseball cap or my little derby top hat?

And God forbid I forget to takeoff my prescription sunglasses.

And while this one took the prize, my wife and I then went to the supermarket where she bought a bottle of wine and had to show and ID, which makes total sense. But while I was lounging around waiting to leave they called me back over to the checkout to show my fucking ID. What? They thought she was going to hand over to an underage 78 year old?

Maybe we have entered a period of rules for shits and grins and no logic.