The lockdown-resistant Granite State was almost fully-operational so we got a huge order from the warehouse in Manchester, New Hampshire this week. What was not in the order, however, was plastic gloves. The absolute panic has set in, and people think covering themselves in plastic will help keep out the flu.
The kind folks at the Pakistani convenience store across the street will continually stock plastic gloves for the remainder of the year. They have a source we do not have, and for a pack of 100 they are like $9.99, so for the remainder of the tale we will send people across the street for plastic gloves.
Because like some of the items we have already mentioned, they will never reappear in our store.
Addendum: Throughout this ridiculousness, people are still passing along cash from register to store to bank. According to time.com:
“Paper money can reportedly carry more germs than a household toilet. And bills are a hospitable environment for gross microbes: viruses and bacteria can live on most surfaces for about 48 hours, but paper money can reportedly transport a live flu virus for up to 17 days. It's enough to make you switch to credit.”
So it stands to reason that myself, or at least someone within our small three-store chain, should have become deathly ill. Yet still, we handle hundreds of dollars in cash a day. Make that make any sense.
Wednesday we’ll all be convinced forced to pretend that plexi-glass can save us.
PS: Looking back through my old photos and saw this message—to my only friend—from May…
These are true stories.
Next week, people start bolting out of town.