The world is a strange place at the moment. Anyone heading to Tesco this morning could easily be forgiven for thinking that it was Christmas Eve, given how busy it was. I went at 7.30am and the car park was rammed full. Shoppers were already loading their vehicles with what looked like a months worth of shopping. Inside, there were long queues at all the checkouts, including self-scan. The aisles were absolutely decimated. No milk. No soap. No flour. No cereal. Hardly any toilet roll, kitchen roll or bread. Chillers were empty. Freezers were empty. It looked like the place had been ransacked and looted. Everyone for themselves.
And that saddens me.
It saddens me because I know that those who are the most vulnerable – our elderly and those with both visible and invisible disabilities – and those that are working long hours on the frontline as part of the NHS are going to struggle to get hold of the essential items that we all need. All because those that are fully able to get to the shops at any hour are selfishly buying more than they need to.
In a way I can kind of understand why people are panic buying. There’s a lot of uncertainty at the moment regarding the coronavirus pandemic and I guess people want to prepare for the worst. If we are all forced to stay inside for weeks on end then at the very least we all want a certain level of comfort and security. But I just wish people would be sensible, keep a level head and put things into perspective. The only reason that the supermarkets will run out of essential key supplies is because people are buying more than they need. Just buy what you need, when you need it and there’ll be enough to go around for everybody.