Hey Mom!

Hey Mom! I know what you are thinking:  How terrified are you right now?  Medium, let's move on. So due to my recent career change, I have spent an exponential amount of time at rodeos. Now I know we would love to sit around and discuss the moral implications of rodeos BUT I'M TRYING TO BRING SOME LEVITY TO THE TABLE SAMANDA! There are so many places on the internet you can fight about this... this is not one of those places so please please either read my fun story or go away. See, look... now you've made me hostile. Are you pleased with yourself, Carscilla? So a few months ago, I was at one of these such events. Honestly, I have all the rodeo knowledge of a 3 year-old: I know the difference between the cows and the horsies and I do not understand why I cannot pet the cows. Don't ask me about the events or how the scoring works because I do not know. ANYWAY I am at this rodeo (seeing the sights, living in fear of the horses) when they announce the next event:

Hey Mom! So Corona virus has finally made me do something insane. No, I didn't stockpile supplies. No, I didn't buy a hundred thousand medical masks. No, I do not own a float tank's worth of hand sanitizer to sleep in. No, I did not book a flight to travel the world for $15. I have been calm, cool and collected whilst taking extra time to wash my hands and not touching my face. BUT THEN I CALLED SOMEONE TO MAKE SURE THEY HAD TOILET PAPER. Now this person had sent me a message saying there was no toilet paper anywhere. And we both shook our heads and said "Wow people are cray-zee, eh?" and moved on with our lives. Well, I stopped in at the grocery store to get snacks after work today and I notice Hey they actually have toilet paper. We, of course, still have 12 rolls plus the two secret rolls I keep in case we run low because **shrug** BUT   (yes, Camronald, it is a big but), I thought oh they might not have gotten any toilet paper. AND THEN I CALLED THEM ON