We snake through aisles in a furious surge,
Desperation claws at brains, like rats in tests,
Running round their man made maze for food
Or cheese, or coke or toilet paper, no?
Our trolleys rattle violently, as we race toward
The lonely loaf of bread, the sole coleslaw
Wilting in an empty fridge, but why?
Why are we so worried that we won’t have enough,
No potato salad or pastrami packs because
We live a life of luxury, of excess and
We deserve the last of everything just to feel secure.
But thirty rolls of toilet paper won’t quite ease that itch,
You need to learn to pace yourself, to see
That you have everything you need.
There is a bit of panic buying going on in the UK and I’m not entirely sure why. It’s not at the level that it was at the beginning of the pandemic, but it is definitely happening. But why?!
I couldn’t understand why everyone needed to do the whole panic buying thing and to double up on everything they bought. Most people have enough tinned food in their cupboards to get by for about two weeks anyway. Why not get a bit creative and use some of the stuff you already have in the house?
I think our panic buying is actually hard wired into us, especially now that we live these lives where we only want the very best for ourselves. Just slumming it for a week is just not good enough. What on earth would we put on Instagram if we don’t get our poached eggs and avocado?
I don’t know about you, but I quite enjoy eating baked beans straight from the tin, followed by a tin of sliced peaches and a choc ice for dessert. But, then again, I’m a bit of a slob.