Yesterday, Older Daughter and I had an adventure: We went into Coeur d'Alene. Holy cow, it was crazy.
We had a few items we wanted to buy (soy sauce, broccoli, steel wool [for the woodcraft business], onion sets for planting. No, toilet paper was not on our list; but I did want to buy some pesto.
Where's the very best place to get pesto? Why, Costco, of course.
It was, to use the drollest understatement, a madhouse. There was not one spot in the entire parking lot that was free, not one. People were illegally parking all over the place. Just as Older Daughter told me to go get the pesto and she would circle the parking lot until I was finished, we saw a vehicle leaving and slipped into that spot.
Inside was, as expected, very busy. Areas such as clothing, books, electronics, etc. were noticeably deserted of shoppers. You can guess where everyone was.
We strode to the section in the back with the pesto, and I plucked up two jars. Then curiosity got the best of us and we walked to the back where bottled water, toilet paper, and dog/cat food are kept.
Not one pack of toilet paper was available. Not one. A Costco employee had been stationed, as far as I can tell, for the sole and exclusive purpose of telling people the store was out of stock for TP.
Feeling the urge to get out of there, Older Daughter and I went to stand in line, me with my two humble jars of pesto.
Next stop, Winco (for a box of wine, some bulk yogurt-covered raisins, and bagels). Things were fine, if crowded. I took a peek at the TP aisle. It looked like a war zone, but they had plenty of TP in stock. There seemed to be a dedicated employee restocking it as fast as he could.
At Winco's checkout line, I noticed this sign:
We went to Cash'n'Carry. It was quiet, peaceful, and fully stocked.
That was yesterday (Thursday). Today (Friday), things seem to be even more panicked, but we're staying home. It's too crazy out there.
And, just for chuckles....
So what's going on in your neck of the woods? Share your war stories.