We did groceries yesterday. Not out of panic, but because we, you know, had to do groceries.
It. Was. Bonkers.
People are losing their damn minds. Shelves of pasta? Empty. Shelves of beans? Empty. Shelves of tomatoes? Empty. Shelves of rice? Empty. Shelves of toilet paper? Nothing but tumbleweeds. The butter was almost completely depleted (except for the name-brand expensive stuff).
I had to ask for store help for tuna and laundry detergent (both on the very top, employee only shelf). They still had laundry detergent, but not the brand I buy. There was a lone bottle behind some other bottles waaaaay up top. People, at least, weren't panic buying laundry detergent. They were panic buying tuna, hence why I had to ask, but I didn't take the flat of cans, only what I usually buy because I'm not an asshole.
I will admit to crawling on my hands and knees to get some beans (at the back of the bottom most shelf), and yes, I did buy more than usual. But two extra cans hardly counts as panic buying, nor does the extra box of chicken fingers (on sale for half price what they usually are and we like chicken fingers here, okay?). I tried to be mindful, only picking up a little extra and not flats of things.
The place was packed. Lots of people doing the cart-partway-down-the-aisle-turn-around thing that drives me spare when the store is not ridiculously busy. (It was ridiculously busy.) At one point, I started to go into a rage spiral. I had to stop, breathe, then remind myself that I could only control so much. Like buying plum sauce (on my list!), because that was a thing that I could control. It helped, although I still wanted to do a murder on a lot of people just for being panicky, frightened animals.
(Paul did find toilet paper. At the dollar store. He didn't even buy that much - three packs of four rolls - because he is also not an asshole and someone else might need some. And not to hoard or resell online.)
It. Was. Bonkers.
People are losing their damn minds. Shelves of pasta? Empty. Shelves of beans? Empty. Shelves of tomatoes? Empty. Shelves of rice? Empty. Shelves of toilet paper? Nothing but tumbleweeds. The butter was almost completely depleted (except for the name-brand expensive stuff).
I had to ask for store help for tuna and laundry detergent (both on the very top, employee only shelf). They still had laundry detergent, but not the brand I buy. There was a lone bottle behind some other bottles waaaaay up top. People, at least, weren't panic buying laundry detergent. They were panic buying tuna, hence why I had to ask, but I didn't take the flat of cans, only what I usually buy because I'm not an asshole.
I will admit to crawling on my hands and knees to get some beans (at the back of the bottom most shelf), and yes, I did buy more than usual. But two extra cans hardly counts as panic buying, nor does the extra box of chicken fingers (on sale for half price what they usually are and we like chicken fingers here, okay?). I tried to be mindful, only picking up a little extra and not flats of things.
The place was packed. Lots of people doing the cart-partway-down-the-aisle-turn-around thing that drives me spare when the store is not ridiculously busy. (It was ridiculously busy.) At one point, I started to go into a rage spiral. I had to stop, breathe, then remind myself that I could only control so much. Like buying plum sauce (on my list!), because that was a thing that I could control. It helped, although I still wanted to do a murder on a lot of people just for being panicky, frightened animals.
(Paul did find toilet paper. At the dollar store. He didn't even buy that much - three packs of four rolls - because he is also not an asshole and someone else might need some. And not to hoard or resell online.)
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Date: 2020-03-15 12:16 am (UTC)I'm actually kind of amused by the number of emails I'm getting from every single company I have ever given my email address to about how they're all monitoring events VERY CAREFULLY and the safety and health of their employees and customers is a TOP PRIORITY. I swear to god, they were all written by the same PR firm.
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Date: 2020-03-15 01:46 pm (UTC)