I don't mind getting up at the crack of "Hang on, it's still dark..." to go running around the countryside, but finding that the lazy, entitled, worthless, but otherwise obviously cashed up have gone in, yet again, like a plague of locusts, and stripped the shelves of all of the lowest priced items annoys me just a tad.
If it's "Home brand", if it's a generic branded product, if it's marked down in price, it seems it's the latest hot ticket item...
They must've just about maxed their credit cards out, by now, and so they're reduced to buying "poor people" food in order to satisfy their greed need to fill their trolleys...
I bought myself an extra can of sardines, today... five, instead of four... ooh, I can feel the vicarious thrill of very nearly being one of "them"... ha ha.
There's something surreal about going into a supermarket and leaving empty handed because they have no stock...
It's as if hundreds of people were suddenly driven by a manic urge that they couldn't resist...
I don't know quite what to feel...
People are behaving in that way that I try so hard not to...
Somehow,it seems to me that it's not fair that I spent all those years taking the pills, turning up for appointments, following the doctor's instructions, being good... and for what?
I've made the effort to "Be of good character", above and beyond the call... and them...?
It just doesn't seem fair, somehow.
But what's the point in complaining? No one ever listens... they'e too busy checking their list of which supermarket to hit, and strip, next... ha ha.
What can you do but laugh... when tissues are in short supply, crying's hardly an option, ha ha...
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