I arrived early and stood in the beautiful morning. The man on the door, a shepherd of sorts, waved and gestured us through, slowly, slowly, just a few at a time. You know, because of everything. He apologised as if it was all his fault. As this is a small town, he knew many people. He said, Sorry Sharon, there’s no toilet paper’. She said, ‘Don’t need any, just getting some milk and shit.’
He said, ‘Yeah.’ Plenty of that, mate’.
We stood about and looked at each other. Everyone stood apart. There was no queue. The man waved an old lady through. The sun shone down.
I stood there in the beautiful morning. The door opened and closed. The security guard was looking at his phone.
A man came up and tried to go in. The man on the door said, ‘Get back mate.’
The man said, ‘Jesus just need some bread and that’.
‘You can’t go in.’
The man said that all this is bullshit.
The security guard said, ‘God Barry, it’s no smoking.’
The man said, ‘Jesus, I’ll just finish me smoke around here then.’
The doors opened and closed. The man at the door, said, ‘Ok, ok, in you go.’ He looked at his phone.
I went in and looked for walnuts. That was all I wanted.