I don’t know about you, but I am panicked. I was slightly pissed off on Saturday when we were plunged into Tier 4 out of literally nowhere. I mean this is Covid life right? What’s really panicking me now though is Brexit and all the ridiculous levels of bullshit that we are dealing with because of Brexit. Oh my god. It’s all doom and gloom. Restrictions on UK freight and the latest mutant variation of Covid have got me living my worst Covid life. I went to Tesco this morning to see if I could literally just buy eggs and milk and the queue was beyond ridiculous. This led me to panic even more.
We quickly drove to McDonalds instead and got happy meals. Instant calm was restored. McDonalds is nothing but magic.
What is this life? Why are we all so panicked? Why? Because of the news that is being trickled down to us. All this panic is self fulfilling. If you report food shortages and blockages at the border then people will react to that news and shop accordingly. It is all just designed to make us feel anxious. Why do that to people? Sorry this post is not eloquent or articulate. It is coming from a place of worry and fear.
If Sainsbury’s tell us that we are not going to get broccoli in a week, then everybody is going to rush out and buy broccoli, even if they have never eaten a floret in their lives. Shall we think a little bit before we start spreading fear? I don’t want to hoard broccoli. Do you? I don’t want to open my fridge in 3 weeks and just see an army of broccoli waiting to attack me.
