Coronageddon!

Unless you have been living under a rock for the past couple of months, you will have found it impossible to miss the outbreak of the Corona Virus.

The world is slowly entering chaos as the media report every case, every death, and every new detail they can about this flu like illness and as per usual in these cases, the great British public have descended into panic buying.

As I’ve mentioned in the past, I work in a shop, so, it’s impossible for me to miss the way people are going mad for anything they think might prevent them from catching it.

It first began with people buying dozens of hand sanitiser at a time. Then went the hand wash, closely followed by any form of Dettol or disinfectant, and now the panic has moved to toilet paper.

Now, the hand wash and cleaning agents I can, kind of, understand. Though, the amount people are buying does beg the question…

Just, how dirty were you to begin with?

I can only speak for myself but I tend to have enough hand wash and cleaning products in my house to last about a month (if not longer) at any one time. So what were you all using before the virus outbreak that makes you need so much now?

As for the toilet paper…

Well, I can only say I’m stumped.

Unless standard household toilet paper has some kind of antibacterial quality that I’m not aware of, I can’t figure out why people are stock piling it. Are they wrapping themselves in it until they can get hold of biohazard suits?

Alright, people think they might get quarantined in their houses, but I have news for you, Doris…

If you’re stuck in the house with the Corona Virus I’m pretty sure the last thing you will be worrying about will be if you have enough toilet roll to last the rest of the year.

I can only conclude that the world is going mad but I for one refuse to join them. I was perfectly capable of washing my hands with the standard amout of hand wash before the outbreak and am hopeful I’ll still be able to after.

Unless I kill the next customer who asks me if we have any hand sanitiser.

In that case, while you are all sat in your toilet paper forts washing your hands every two minutes, eagerly awaiting the arrival of your biohazard suits, I’ll be in jail and no doubt using rations. But hey, at least I won’t have to worry about where I’m going to buy my next pack of toilet paper from.