I went shopping today, as I didn't even have enough milk for a cup of coffee. Being Saturday, I got up fairly late and had a quick scan of the Phileleftheros paper until my stomach started growling "lunch" at me, so I got to the supermarket by about midday.
I think everyone else got up late and had a quick scan of the paper and went shopping with their stomachs nagging them, because they all appeared to be there too.
I don't tend to go to the supermarket at set times, so perhaps I just hit a Saturday lunchtime rush. But there could be lots of other reasons.
The Long Weekend
There's a long weekend to celebrate the start of Greek Orthodox Lent on Monday. But the place wasn't full of Greeks with trolleys full of kebabs, so I suspect that's not it.
Maybe there's bad weather on the way. There were heavy rain and hail storms in Cyprus on Thursday and Friday. One man lost control of his car and was killed, whilst another was struck by lightening while picking vegetables. In Bee's part of the world they've also had storms, causing her to be temporarily absent from the Internet. Naturally I've no idea what they're predicting in Britain, so I panic-bought t some extra supplies of bottled water just in case, to supplement the 8 litres I already had in my flat.
Maybe the credit crunch is over or something. Perhaps banks have dropped their interest rates and are lending people money to make them go out and shop and get in front of me in the queues. After all, various companies and banks were reporting profits the other day. In Cyprus.
I was reading about a Russian man who had a 12-hour non-stop sex marathon with 2 women. They had bet them €5000 that he couldn't do it. Why him? Women never approach me with offers like that.
They reckon it was the 30 viagra pills he took (one packet) that actually caused his fatal heart attack shortly afterwards. What's this got to do with shopping? Well, if he had survived he would no doubt have rushed, starving, to the supermarket. Maybe all the extra people there today had just finished 12 hour marathons, possibly for charity (there was some kind of collection going on today, now I come to think of it). One tired-looking couple had two huge trolley loads of groceries between them. If I'd thought about it at the time I could have asked them.
Most of us got paid yesterday, so maybe people are simply going out to spend their money. However I refuse to believe this reason because it's far too prosaic.
Now I know what you're thinking. Would it really hurt me that much to take a peek at a British paper, or the UK news? The answer, of course, is that it would. Because then I'd know. And that would be no fun.