Thanos Must Have Snapped His Fingers (Covid Fiction)

How crazy to see a MC DONALD'S with only four cars in the drive-thru. Or to see the 24 hour family restaurant with three cars waiting for someone to bring them their carryout order to the driver's side window.

Family restaurant.

The type of place where you sit down to eat anything from a gyro platter to a four course breakfast, a shrimp basket or a steak dinner. The type of place that has always offered carry outs, but rarely do you see anyone partaking. Still, this is more. This is call ahead and wait outside, because you aren't allowed to come in.

Some elderly people have lived through this already. But back in their day, they probably had to go to the back door to retrieve their food. But this is different. This isn't about race. This is about a nation wide pandemic that has folks reeling mentally and physically ... Ladies and gentlemen ... Kids of all ages ... I'd like to introduce to you the corona virus.

Shiver me timbers ...

That's how I felt when I went out to the superstore. The kind with the pharmacy, the clothes, the garden center and the grocery. And man-o-man do I wish I'd stayed inside watching Gossip Girl reruns.

I choose not to walk around with questionable face mask and super thin surgical gloves on. But many feel different. Cool. I have no problem with that. Except for the fact that these same humans are still walking into my personal space. What happened to six feet apart? That part right there, they seem to be forgetting. And the whole thing left me feeling uncomfortable. If I must be honest.

Even though scripture says that God has not given us the spirit of fear, I couldn't help but to feel like my fellow shoppers were doing their absolute best to test that theory in my life. I'm just saying .... That was Friday evening.

The few dribs and drabs that I purchased on yesterday didn't amount to real grocery. Just a few sales items to fill in between the lines. But Saturday was intended to be my unabashed, dyed in the wool, official grocery day ... Uh, nope. Not even. Let me share with you my findings.

So I get on the highway at 8am.

The objective was to go to COSTO and SAM'S CLUB to do my bulk shopping for the month. Except Mr. Costco is only letting people in two at a time as they stand in line out in the rain. And their line is from the front entrance to the automotive service department in the middle of the building.

Cool. No problem. I'll just go down the road to Dr. Sam. But no. Their line is even longer, stretching to the back of their building. And their friendly neighborhood manager told me that they were only letting in 100 people -- about the amount currently in line -- and then as five people leave, five more would be allowed in. Um ... no.

Time to go home and watch The Curious Case of Benjamin Buttons on TUBI in the comfort of my own home. No lines. Maybe we'll try again early Monday morning.

Corona virus 2020 ...

Businesses shut down.

Schools shut down.

Churches shut down.

A man punches a woman in the face because she's coughing (with a face mask on) while both are riding the bus.

A man with the virus gets so depressed from being self isolated that he kills himself.

But there are good things too. Such as the casino that donated 30,000 pounds of perishable food MEALS ON WHEELS and another 15,000 pounds to an academy that schools and houses special needs kids and adults.

Or what about the Old School rapper -- D NICE -- who entertained his followers for 9 hours straight with a mixture of various genres of music. And my sweetie, singer, TORI KELLY who teams up regularly on her social media account with different singers -- from different locations of course -- and serenades us with live acoustic and acappella concerts.

Its a weird, wild thing that's going on in the world. But I have faith that things are going to work out ... somehow.