My morning shopping trip.

After my RANT in Tesco, I thought (well, it was actually IRL more practical logistically) to go to Co-Op.

TWO People only allowed in the shop. WAIT IN THE Q.

I might’ve lost my hair trigger temper again by SHOUTING very loud…as I gained PERMISSION to walk into MY local supermarket, to be greeted by a girl wearing blue surgical gloves and a smilesies saying…

 

“Welcome. And thank you soooo much for your patience.”

 

Waiting outside in the ffff freezing cold with a line of people ALL at least 6 ft away from each other.

I couldn’t help myself.

Permission granted. Door open. Girlie fake smile.

GB shouts, maybe a little too angrily (?)

 

HAVE YOU ALL NEVER HEARD OF FAKE NEWS?

 

Well. I’m thinking that I need to buy food to feed my family somewhere else than my local market town – the town that was SO proud of its support of ALL local businesses.

Even though – right now – those zombies are actually the cause of their own, beloved, local businesses complete demise ?

 

I’m having a RANTY vibe.

THIS IS MY MY MY MY WEBSITE…I will RANT as much as I freaking like :o)