At the grocery store last night, I heard employees on their handheld radios going back and forth about a Tornado Warning as we were on the way to checkout. After we made our evil capitalist dog transaction and the kids were at the Buddy Bucks machine, they came over the 1MC and asked customers to go to the middle of the store because of the Warning.
Being in the middle of a tin can during a tornado? Not my idea of a safe place.
We, of course, being led by non-sheeple type me, bugged out. I kept to the more-travelled roads in case the car got blow'd over with us in it, they'd find us sooner. Flags standing straight out, leaves & rain blowing sideways. Nice. By the way, NewTruck needs new wiper blades.
Got home: Severe Thunderstorm Warning. One remote transponder called a possible swirly action and automatic Tornado Warning. This morning: No tornado reported.
Bugging out 1, Hunkering down in a store with 60 sheeple 0, everybody got a good night's sleep thanks to the rain on the roof soothing the baby all night.
Lesson learned: don't let "them" do your emergency action thinking for you, unless you want to be scared and unaware of what's going on around you.
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