The Panic

If you live in an area where hurricanes frequent, they tell you to make sure you’re well stocked on supplies. I learned yesterday that there’s a reason for this: they may not be there when you need them.

I went to my local Walmart on a drizzly morning. Usually I go and get things from other sections of the store before I get groceries, but with news on social media about there being runs on supplies, I switched that around. Those few minutes it takes might be the difference between getting water and not getting water.

Well, I didn’t have to worry. There was no water, and there was no bread to be had except gluten free bread. I’ve never seen it that bad here before a hurricane in all my life where you can’t get supplies and gas, and I’ve been through many hurricane threats in the Tampa Bay Area going back to Elena in 1985.

I also encountered the loss of civility amongst my fellow shoppers, including an old guy in a scooter who seemed to delight in blocking me as much as he could. If I tried to get around, he and his scooter would take up just enough space to box me in. It dawned on me he’d also bite my proverbial head off if I said “excuse me” or exercised some resemblance of manners, so I decided to quit while I was behind and tolerated his overzealous selfishness.

I got most of what I needed. But like I said, I’ve never seen a supply run this bad, ever. You’d think we were under nuclear attack or something.

4 thoughts on “The Panic”

    1. I know, right? Don’t know why everything ran out so quickly, whether it was they sent all the supplies to Texas to help with Harvey, or some other reason. Usually it’s much more orderly around here five days away from a possible hurricane.

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