In my area of the city there is one big
supermarket. I go there every Thursday morning, for the weekly shopping. And
sometimes, one more time, for some item that might be needed and was left out
of the weekly list. During the last two or three weeks, I noticed that the number
of people inside the supermarket is much smaller. Not because of any entry
control, let me add. It all starts at the underground parking. Nowadays, it’s
much easier to find a good spot for the car. I should add that most of those
shopping on Thursday in morning are older customers, retired people. I am told
they are afraid of spending time in the big shop. And today, as I was chatting
over the phone with a friend, I got the confirmation that there are many people
– and more so now, as the bad figures keep increasing – who are simply afraid
of any contact, even a distant one, with other shopping fellows. And I said to
myself that we are living in very strange times, when the simple act of moving
along the wide aisles of a supermarket is seen as a dangerous exercise.
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