Not so many days ago, I was crowing about where I stored my extra stuff. “ In the store.” I don’t give a fig about spare paper towels. I’d prefer to let the extras live at the store. The same goes for lots of stuff that people tell me they hoard. They don’t call it hoarding; it’s stocking up- to be prepared, to save time, to satisfy just-in-case.
Well… I’ve seen the light. I’ve got some things that aren’t stored in the store so I guess I’m a hoarder too. Things are harder to find than they used to be. This is a tell-all (or at least most) picture of my recent shopping hat trick. The Peets and Topo Chico are daily enjoyments that will last about a month. The Quick Vue tests? Not so enjoyable. Hopefully a lifetime supply.
That’s the tell-most part. And here’s the tell-all part.
A good friend told me that the elusive rapid home Covid tests were in stock at the nearby pharmacy. I hurried over only to be greeted by a hand-scrawled sign on the door with the disappointing message that if you’re looking for a covid test, look elsewhere. Since I was there, why not pop in and ask, just to be sure. The same message was taped to the plexiglass shield by the register. It didn’t look promising. But there I was, so I asked. The cashier pointed to four boxes tucked by her register. “This is what we’ve got.” Great. I was glad I’d asked. “How many do you want?” All four, of course. “You can only buy two. Do you want one or two?”
This struck my funny bone. It doesn’t take much these days to qualify as entertainment and rather than being annoyed, I was amused. The impulse to sort of politely inquire why she asked how many I wanted rather than tell me there was a limit of two? Gone. The incorrect, sloppy signage that I’d been thinking Corporate should know about? Not my circus, not my monkeys. Thanks to a droll cashier. a shopping trip that looked sure to be disappointing became delightful,
Maybe Corporate should know about this!