Yesterday I kept thinking maybe I ought to go to the grocery store today and try to find toilet paper.
Last week the stores at least had it on the site and then when the Shipt delivery person got there it was gone.
The site is showing the stores have less of just about everything.
But then I talked myself out of it. Didn’t want to take the chance. Even so, I dug around where I keep my tools and found a mask that came with an electric sander years ago. The electric sander is long gone. Why I kept that mask I don’t know.
Anyway, I woke up real early and thought: Okay, I’ll get there for the hour they let seniors in.
So I threw some clothes on, pants and a long sleeved shirt to cover as much of myself as possible. I got there and they’d changed the time to an hour later. So me and a fair number of old folks sat in their cars till just about time for them to open.
Meanwhile a trio of twenty somethings, the very epitome of yahoos, strolled up and started touching everything that was outside like they hadn’t a care in the world. Then one, who looked to be about 6’4, lit up a cigarette in a no smoking area.
Sitting there in my car with my mask ready to go and latex gloves on, I fumed at the idiocy before me. Don’t they understand how serious this is? Guess not. Or they think they’re invincible.
So it’s about time for the store to open and we seniors start drifting up toward the door. The trio of misfits stand there talking loudly and acting like there isn’t a sign on the door saying this time of the day is for seniors only.
They saw it. They just didn’t care.
With nary a thought, I found myself saying: “This is seniors only time. Can’t you read?”
I’m blunt, but that was a little too blunt. And rude, I might add. I could have left that last bit off and still would have gotten my point across.
I guess we’re all a bit touchy right now. Don’t those kids understand that we’re literally dealing with life and death here?
The big one turned to my masked face and said his bit and added that I was rude. He was right but I wasn’t going to admit it. Their nonchalance and that cigarette dangling out of his mouth just set me off.
Then an old man with a long beard said: “And you aren’t supposed to smoke cigarettes right here either.”
So the trio of idiots sauntered off, tossing words behind them. It was about a dozen seniors against them and I guess they decided we weren’t worth the trouble.
The old man with the beard said he has emphysema after smoking 35 years. Yeah, we were all young and stupid once.
I said I thought the big one was going to hit me.
Another man said behind his own mask: “Well he might have got shot too.”
Silence. Then I said that I don’t have a gun and they all looked at one another. I didn’t even want to know who all was carrying a firearm. However on this morning one might have come in handy I suppose. We wouldn’t have stood a chance against that surly bunch otherwise.
There we all stood, a good bit apart, a bunch of old folks with gray hair. And of course me with a shaved head. Probably thinking back to when we were that age. When it seemed we had the whole world before us. Hopefully we didn’t act like those jackals. But I imagine we had our low points.
Finally they let us in. It wasn’t the store we were accustomed to. Food was scarce here and there. I headed straight for the toilet paper aisle and lo and behold, was able to get my two packages. Not the brand I normally choose, but you can’t be picky these days.
And they had paper towels too. Not many, but I managed to get two packages of those as well. Charlie gets sick to his stomach quite a bit and paper towels come in mighty handy.
We all tried to follow the big arrows on the floor; one way pointing this way, another pointing the opposite way. But it kind of got confusing with half aisles, etc.
With my mask covering much of my face and my gloves on, I went up and down the aisles tossing things in my cart, the amount of items each person was allowed.
There was something new and a tad ominous at the check out. A big plastic shield between customers and check out clerks. A good idea of course that I appreciated the store doing. Still, was life ever going to be normal again?
I ended up with a bill of $140. But then who knows when I’ll go out to grocery shop again? Could be awhile.
I didn’t buy meat. I don’t eat a lot of meat. I did get frozen veggie burgers. I didn’t get anything much that could spoil. Yogurt and almond milk will last awhile.
So I got home and put everything up. Charlie was upset that I’d left him. He’d peed on the floor just inside the door and naturally I’d stepped right in it.
After I cleaned it up I went outside with him and saw that glorious purple iris at the top. And that brought a smile to my face. My gift for the day. Courtesy of Mother Nature herself.
I will always remember this day as being so very strange. Who could have imagined just a few short months ago that food and home goods would be scarce? That we couldn’t order what we needed online?
That people were getting sick and many dying and we rarely left our homes?
Who could have imagined walking around with masks and gloves on feeling like we were in some sort of a weird sci-fi movie that somehow became our new reality?