27 Nov 2018

And Then, Stockpile...

Out and about today and we visited one of they huge places known as garden centres. Those places that seem to sell everything but you have to hunt to find garden stuff.

Anyhoo, their Christmas ‘attraction’ is now in full swing with phony  Dickensian shop fronts, reindeers and sleighs, plastic snow and a million little twinkly lights. And full of folk. This led to a short exchange with the young lady cash register operative as we left.
”Excuse me; we found your Christmas display and all things festive but could you please tell us where your Easter display’s located?” 
This elicited a blank look of total blankness accompanied by an almost audible whooshing sound from way up there. As her hand moved towards the store phone, probably to ask her manager for assistance – or possibly to summons security – I told her not to worry and we’d pop back in a couple of weeks.

All this got me thinking of that Brexit thingy and a favourite scare of the MSM. Firms frantically taking on any and all warehousing so as to stockpile stuff as they are scared their supply pipelines will freeze-up. Yo, good captains of industry, fear not. Read on.

Christmas is wot, four weeks away? You seen the supermarkets? Masses of folk stockpiling already in preparation for the one day all the shops will be shut. With the possible exception of that Pakanasty fellows corner store. So all those industries getting nervous regarding supply lines, just have a few average Brit shoppers on standby and in the unlikely event you get word that there maybe supply disruption in about a months time, just send ‘em out with a list of your requirements and I’ll guarantee they’ll be back in a week with triple your needs. Just in case. Shortages some time in the future just shouldn’t phase anyone.

Quote;  Erma Bombeck.

“Adults can take a simple holiday for Children and screw it up. What began as a presentation of simple gifts to delight and surprise children around the Christmas tree has culminated in a woman unwrapping six shrimp forks from her dog, who drew her name.”

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