Impending Storm

I've no excuse. For weeks we've been warned

to stock up for an impending storm.

Now I'm rushing through the grocery store

to buy the stuff I should've bought before.

Canned food. Cereal. Water. Batteries.

Beef jerky… Crap! Somebody just sneezed!

Down the aisles, everyone races.

I see myself in their worried faces.

I know why we are all so scared;

we were not in the least prepared.

I'm almost done. Then I can go home

and try to avoid this great unknown.

Only one more thing to check off my list.

If it's out of stock, I will be pissed.

Alas. My hope has turned to vapor.

They're completely out of toilet paper.