I tried going last Friday, but it was so bad, I gave up and went home.
It's still really bad today, but I was at least able to get a few things I wanted. It looks a lot like the Soviet Union in the 80s.
Man, I really miss the bad ol' days of Orange Man Bad when I could go to the grocery store every 2 or 3 months, stock up my freezers for a couple hundred bux.
Now I have to go every week or two, still spend a couple hundred bux, and get half of what I want. I'm probably lucky I'm not in a big city and in the middle of farm country.
I never imagined you could do this much damage to a country without a full-scale invasion.
Klaus Schwab is definitely off my Xmas card list, along with a few others.
Just heard that the quadruple vaxxed CEO of Pfizer has full-blown Covi. Be a shame if he dies.
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Thank Odin Kroger carries Windsor. I sure AF wasn't in the mood to make two stops today. I didn't want to go out in the first place.
Might as well break out the whiskey, I'm so stressed out I feel like crap. Might as well wake up with up a hangover tomorrow. That way, I'll have something to look forward to as the day wears on.
Cheers to your ever improving sense of calm and well-being.
I love ya Loddy. I'm in such a foul mood you wouldn't understand. FWIW, the hangover I was looking forward to tomorrow morning started ten minutes and a quarter drink after posting this sit-rep. I'm OK. Always am.
I'm worried about a bagger there. His name is Steve. He's an older man, maybe in his 50s, White/grey hair, short, stocky, developmentally disabled somehow (not Down's). Nice man. I always tried to be nice with him and treat him nicely. He's been MIA for several months now. That's bugging me excessively today.
I need to talk to the manager next time I go in before I try to shop and ask what the deal is. I figure there's two options: They made him the CEO of Kroger Corp, or he's passed. Tough call in this environment.
I'm guessing he did. Something tells me he was living in some kind of community home. DeathVaxx was probably mandatory.
(And fifty is a youngster to me)
He was older than me, figuratively. A disadvantage like he had ages you fast. He was a good lookin' fella if you could get past the hump back, given his shortcomings. Steve reminded me of my younger sister, but much more higher functioning.