So, being part of the supermarket supply chain, I’ve been deemed an essential worker.
I am back behind the wheel these days. Office work is soul stealing and stressful in frontline logistics.Anyhoo.
I am out and about in the truck. I go to various places and have noticed some well-intentioned but odd changes.
Offices are shut up, paper work is passed through gaps in the window.
Lunch rooms are having most or all tables removed, strict limits on number of people per room. Even so far as squares being taped out on the ground that they expect you to stay in.
Security are scanning my temperature on entry to various places.
Sanitizer is fking everywhere.
People are wearing masks and gloves everywhere.
Im having to answer questionaires on my recent travels , feeling ill or any apparent symptoms.
Portable dunnys placed all over the place and any on site facilities, locked out.
A noticeable tension in workplaces.
A noticeable sense of concern, denial and increasing frustration among the population.
Anyway, today I got a letter from work. It basically says who I am, who I work for and gives me ‘permission’ to be out on the road.
I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Add all this to the shit storm people are subjected to from the media.
Journalist integrity eroded to the point that we don’t even know what’s real anymore.
A government that has escalated it’s heavy handed tactics at an extremely alarming rate.
I feel like im in a B grade movie.
I am troubled by the economic mess this has created.
I am troubled that all the money the government is throwing around is only delaying something terrible.
Gunshops effectively cut off.
Anyway, I have my papers to get me through the roadblocks, So I guess I’m set for now.
Virus or no Virus, the world will not be the same after this. A large percentage of the population will take months , even years to recover from the fear the media has created.
I just needed to write that down.