Friday, February 8, 2013

The "It's Time To Panic, Folks" Story

It was an ordinary day.  Heading to the store to stock up on food and drink before the big storm that is coming up the coast hits our area.  Seems like there are two storms coming together and they should meet just about over the south-eastern corner of Pennsylvania.  The storm coming from the north-west carries with it cold weather while the storm coming from the south brings heavy rain and by the time they reach us they will join and create havoc with a couple of feet of snow predicted for Boston and surrounding areas.  We were supposed to get a coating last evening, but when I awoke this morning and looked out the bedroom window, the ground was clear.  Matter-of-fact when I fed the outdoor cat after showering and dressing, it was surprisingly warm.  Well, while traveling through the aisles of the local supermarket, I notice a rush to buy the usual staples, bread and milk.  Why do people all of a sudden have to buy bread and milk?  Do these same people eat bread and milk other times of the year when the weather is perfect?  I doubt it!  As I reach the end of the store I notice that the bread shelves are already looking bare.  At the end of that aisle I reach the milk cabinet and, yep, the shelves are half empty.  And it's 39 degrees outside!  Well, I guess I better get my bread and milk also.  I buy the bread for a different reason though ....... it is 10 loaves for $10.00.  Ah Ha, I can't be fooled by that age old trick of thinking I have to buy 10 loaves.  I pick up 2 loaves, drop them in the cart and head to the checkout.  Today I think I have kept my order under $100.  I can't believe that it costs that much for two people to eat for a week, but every week the bill is always more than that.  "What's the damage?" I ask the check-out lady.  $134 dollars and some change.  Holy Cow!  Glad I didn't buy 8 more loaves of bread!!  It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy.  PS - check out the YouTube video ..... looks like my next-door neighbor when I told him the bread and milk were getting low.

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