Let’s talk about panic. What are some of the things that can make you panic?
Spiders? Snakes? How about snowfall?
I am from the desert. I was born in Las Vegas, and I grew up in Boulder City, Nevada. It got cold in the winter, and we sometimes got an inch or two of snow, but as far back as I can remember, nobody panicked when this happened.
As you know, I now live about 45 minutes west of Atlanta. The local media announced we were going to have a “snow and ice” event on Sunday night. I call that a winter storm. Soon afterward, they announced we were in a winter weather “watch”. That sent people into a frenzy.
I’ve lived here 13 years and everytime they say the words “snow” or “ice”, it seems you are required (I think by state law) to rush to the grocery store and buy as much milk and bread as you can possibly fit into your shopping cart. Of course, I never panic over things like this, but I too must run to the store to get some items. I know if I don’t do so immediately the store will be out of those items if I try to get them as we get closer to the arrival of the event.
This afternoon, a mere 36 hours before the storm was to arrive, I went to our local Ingles to pick up some things we needed. Check out these photos.
The lunch meat and hot dogs were almost completely gone. Literally. I can understand the lunch meats, because you can always make a sandwich, but hot dogs? Really?
As expected, the bread was almost wiped out. More importantly, the hot dog buns were completely gone. All of them! We were going to have chili dogs for dinner tonight, but a bunch of lunatic stormaphobics got to the store before me and bought all the hot dog buns before I could shop today. It’s crazy I tell ya!
At first I couldn’t understand why the hot dogs and buns were gone. Who eats cold hot dogs on the bun when their power is out? Then my beautiful wife (an expert on all things relating to Georgia storms since she has lived here since she was 8 years old) pointed out the fact that people in Georgia cook hot dogs in their fireplace when the power goes out in the winter. I never thought of that.
I suppose if the storm hit right now, I might be dead since I didn’t buy any of the prerequisite “storm” materials in order to prepare for the ‘event’.
One thing I do know… The college kids must be Boy Scouts, because they are prepared.
I just have one question… How do they cook ramen noodles in a dorm without a fireplace when the power is out?