Get a grip.
I made a trek to the grocery store today where I was met with the same empty ‘oh my God the sky is falling and we’ll never be able to buy dish soap again’ shelves.
Yes, dish soap.
Good grief, are we still doing this?
By all means wear a mask to protect others.
Preferably color coordinated to your shirt.
But enough with the ‘we must fill the underground bunker with every canned good in a 600 mile radius’ mentality.
The news squawks about meat shortages…. but the cases were full of every conceivable type of flesh imaginable.
Unless you want red quinoa brown…. which I didn’t, and never will ….. no can do.
Tolerant chick pea and green lentil pasta?
No, damn it! I have no tolerance for that.
Toilet paper? Nope.
Not unless you’re supposed to use those strategically placed plastic loofahs.
Look… there’s one shaped like an ice cream cone!
That has possibilities.
The lack of eggs was definitely a new development.
When I spoke with the cashier she assured me that they do get regular deliveries and stock the shelves as they always have. No one has an explanation for the continued panic buying after all this time.
It really is getting old, as well as ridiculous.