I never thought I'd be so scared of a package that I was expecting. Like a lot of people, my partner and I have resorted to ordering things to be shipped to our door rather than go out and buy it in person. However, thanks to how little is known about if/how long COVID-19 can transfer via surfaces, each delivery we get is met with a mixture of excitement and terror. I suppose everyone has a different level of comfort with how they approach the opening of a package, but here's generally how the process has gone at our house: Either my partner or myself claims responsibility for retrieving the package, and they are applauded by the other The responsible person puts on some outdoor footwear, clears a surface on a table or counter, and then retrieves a box cutter (optional: gloves are worn) They then go outside and cut the box open while touching it as little as possible The contents are pulled out and placed onto the ground The box is broken down and taken directly ...
A Milwaukee writer documenting his experience living through the COVID-19 pandemic.