we may ask you to wait outside the store
This morning I decided to break the coronavirus lockdown, and take a stroll via the post office and one of the local supermarkets.
The post office wasn’t much of a problem, but the supermarket was another matter. The queue outside the store, of people waiting to get in, stretched 450 yards around the parking lot. I know it was 450 yards because there were helpful markings painted six feet apart on the tarmac, (blacktop).
Conveniently for my sense of rightness it took me exactly 45 minutes to get into the store. You know what, if I didn’t really, really need some fresh fruit and vegetables I would have just given up and gone home. But, it’s also Easter Weekend so all the stores are closed tomorrow, Sunday, and Monday, so if I didn’t get some fresh food today I’d be eating out of cans all over the holiday.
Inside the store was empty, so WTF was making everyone stand in line outside all about? I’m beginning to think that the government, health officials, doctors, police, and big business are making life as difficult as possible for the ordinary man and woman in the street ~ just to prove that they can.
One can’t even go to the pub to complain and drown one’s sorrows, because all the pubs and bars are shut.
Cynicism is beginning in me.
I have a new plan;