Upper body strength

In TJ Max last night with Miles. A grown woman wearing 2 face masks tightly pressed against 65 percent of her face with coverage up to her spectacle protected eyeballs sees me with a mask hanging right below the tip of my nose in an effort to breathe. She stops, dead in her tracks, faces my direction , and attempts to burn holes through me with her stare. Her posture was reminiscent of my cat winding up to pounce on some unsuspecting bird frolicking in the yard. But I wasn’t unsuspecting; when she gave me the laser daggers , I looked right back into her cold cruel eyes and smiled until my eyes made her aware of the beaming unashamed happiness beneath my face cloth. Then I said “hello”. I wouldn’t look away away until I was certain she wouldn’t become more aggressive than her stare. I won’t lie, I was disappointed she didn’t try to verbally attack me . I’ve had variations of this moment scripted, that I’ve been rehearsing in my mind for months now and they’re pretty funny. I’ve always been curious if id forget my lines on the main stage. I just hope no one ever tries to physically assault me because I have no upper body strength outside being mouthy, which is technically located on my upper body.