I don't, for that very reason. The good-hearted excitement is too much for me, these days.
Me : Good evening Driver. 256 Weymouth Rd please. Driver : Sure, mate. What calibre pistol do you prefer ? Me : What are the options ? Driver : We've got the "neat hole in the head" available if your prefer a tidy demise to finish your fun-evening with. Me : Okay that sounds all right. Any other choices ? Driver : Yep. There's the .357 slightly-bloody model on hand. And the .44 Brain-scatterer.
Me : Brain-scatterer ? Years too late for that, mate !
A m8 of mine in England said that he went to Tesco supermarket and they had strips of tape stuck to the floor that were 2 metres apart to maintain the socialism distancing in the queues. They also had barriers put up to keep everyone in queues but the queues were right next to each other so even though people were 2 m behind the person in front, they were stood shoulder to shoulder with the person in the next queue.
Did I tell this story before?
The rules in Scotland now are you're finally allowed to sit at a bar and have a pint but when you order at the bar you still have to put your mask on. The Deputy First Minister also said that when the rules ease people should still take reasonable precautions, for instance instead of it getting mobbed with people trying to order, everyone should form a queue. Didn't quite explain where a queue of 30-50 people all stood a metre apart were supposed to go but I suppose what he really wants is for them to go home.