A Corona Blog Post
Two weeks ago, today, it exploded at my store. Not actual Corona. That we know of. But it was two weeks ago that it really went insane. We'd been up all week. A significant amount. But it was manageable. It was doable. I'd told the departments to order very heavy for the weekend, figuring on an increase of 30 to 40%. We'd been running 15-20% up to that point. Thursday blew up, and we were instead up 220%.
Friday was up about 280%. Saturday was similar.
We stayed crazy until about Sunday of this week. It was busy, still. But not insane. The 10 days from 3/12 to 3/21 or so were like doing a snow scare and the day before Thanksgiving every day for each of those days.
It's wandered back to manageable. I am unsure if that's because the people of Cleveland are heeding the requests to stay home, or if they're just out of money. I guess we'll find out as we cross back into April next week.
As far as my health? I'm fine. I'm tired. But I'm ok. I am worried about the prospects of Corona coming to my hometown or the town I work in. Because I feel like there's no way to truly avoid it. Like the best I can hope for is to take a mild case, and hope I get over it. It's worrisome because though I don't get sick often (like once every three or four years), but when I do, it seems to involve some manner of chest infection.
It is what it is. I can only hope that this blows over by summertime.....
Friday was up about 280%. Saturday was similar.
We stayed crazy until about Sunday of this week. It was busy, still. But not insane. The 10 days from 3/12 to 3/21 or so were like doing a snow scare and the day before Thanksgiving every day for each of those days.
It's wandered back to manageable. I am unsure if that's because the people of Cleveland are heeding the requests to stay home, or if they're just out of money. I guess we'll find out as we cross back into April next week.
As far as my health? I'm fine. I'm tired. But I'm ok. I am worried about the prospects of Corona coming to my hometown or the town I work in. Because I feel like there's no way to truly avoid it. Like the best I can hope for is to take a mild case, and hope I get over it. It's worrisome because though I don't get sick often (like once every three or four years), but when I do, it seems to involve some manner of chest infection.
It is what it is. I can only hope that this blows over by summertime.....