The Invasion of Market Basket

    When people say snow, people get scared. When others say blizzard, they become afraid. When people become afraid, they decide to stock their houses with food. When people decide to stock their houses with food, they all rush to Market Basket at 12:00. When people rush to Market Basket en mass, there aren't enough carts in the store, and when there aren't enough carts in the store, people get angry at the guys responsible for the carts (me).
    This past Sunday at Market Basket, in the week leading up to THE BLIZZARD OF 2015, people were losing their minds and almost fighting hand and foot for any type of food that they could get their hands on. The only way I can think of describing it is Market Basket's version of D-Day. Apparently when you say on TV that we are going to get like 30 inches of snow, everyone becomes extremely worried. It got so bad that they had me and every other employee that they could spare scouring the parking lots for any carts that we could find. At one point, I was bringing in at least 12 or 13 carts at a time, and I didn't even make it through the front door. A huge mob of people actually came out of the store and met me in the middle of the street, blocking traffic for like three minute, and took all of my carts. After a few more attempts with bunches of carts, I actually made it into the store with one cart left over. Inside were three people. One man's face was pleading with me to give it to him, another was a woman with murder in her eyes, and the last was some guy trying to reach over my shoulder and snatch it away. I looked at all of them, threw my hands in the air, said,"Switzerland," and walked away as fast as I could. I'm not quite sure who got it, but afterwards the first man asked me if I could go and grab one for him as well, so I ran out into the parking lot and tried for five minutes to find a single cart. I eventually got it to him and he was extremely happy.
    While I was out there, a friend and I started talking about how we could make a fortune by opening a business of pre-ordering carts to people for five dollars each. We would have made a ton of money just from that day alone, and even though I doubt I'd be a part of it, I think that that should be something that grocery stores do, since it just makes sense.
I hope that next Sunday is better, but with more snow on the way, I'm not counting on it.