The supermarket before a snowstorm is one of my favorite places
to be.
I’m not sure why, but it might have something to do with the
sheer lack of logic involved.
People load up their carts with enough food for weeks as if
we’re not just about to experience a blizzard, but a zombie take-over. The night before our last blizzard, I saw a
man fill a cart with two turkeys, a ham, and eight bags of coffee. That man is not food shopping, ladies and
gentlemen, he’s playing a badass game of Supermarket
Sweep.
On Monday, we’re expecting another blizzard, and today, the
markets were already a zoo. I felt like
saying—“We just had a snowstorm a week ago!
What did you people do with all that food? You couldn’t possibly have eaten it all! Nobody likes bread all that much!!!!”
Forgive all the exclamation points, but I felt they were
merited.
Sometimes I wonder if bad weather forecasts are just the
supermarket lobbyists driving up business for their client.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go buy some bread.
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