I’m out at the neighborhood Target looking for hand sanitizer and nonperishable cans of chicken soup like every good American when several women strike up a conversation in a nearby aisle.
They’re concerned that the store is out of said hand sanitizer, and just how are they to survive the impending onslaught of the coronavirus without it?
Even the bin usually filled with tiny travel-size bottles is empty. That’s especially troubling, because some of the women are buying in bulk not just for the home but for trips they are planning, brave souls that they are.
After one woman walks away discouraged, the others scuttle in the opposite direction, huddling nearby to share what they have learned about her travel plans.