Here we go again.
We’re under a watch for another round if ice storms tomorrow. Today I met up with the biss to knock out one store after I’d worked my first.
Then I continued on to the next.
Each and every store today had one thing in common.
I don’t know why you’d need five loaves of bread for a snow day, but okay. I know some are buying up bread because they except to resell it to others for profit. I think that’s worse than the fear. They are taking advantage of others’ fear.
I know a lot of us aren’t afraid. We’ve walked through the last two years of fifteen days just fine—a little madder, a little wiser. We’ve most definitely had some of our misgivings proven to be true.
The disappointment we have in the people around us is unreal. I never thought I would be this disgusted with a large part of my countries population.
You know the ones, the ones that want to force you to do something you don’t want to do for the greater good. The ones who hide who they truly are, literally and figuratively.
Things seem to be swapping up, though.
We just have to keep pushing through.
Quando Omni Flunkus Moritati
That’s it. That’s the post.