It’s amazing really - the amount of people that come and go at a supermarket.  I’m full of a cold, so I’m sitting in the car in the car park whilst the others do the shopping.
There’s such a constant stream of cars, in and out, in and out, non stop.  In the last 40 minutes, there have been six different cars in the spaces next to me.  So these people have just popped in for a couple of items.  Makes you think - was their journey really necessary?
I’m as guilty as the rest of them.  I’ll jump in my car at the drop of a hat and be off to the supermarket - even if it’s just for a pint of milk.  I’ve heard it said that most car journeys in this country are less than two miles in distance.  Sitting here and watching people, I can well believe it.
On a different tack - when I was a kid the supermarket wasn’t open late, or on a Sunday, or on a Monday.  Mondays were the days when the shelves were restocked after Saturday.  Even with these ‘limited’ opening hours, we never seemed to run short of food.  And for the odd item we would nip to the Bob Shop across the road.  So why do we need to spend so much time at the supermarket nowadays?  It’s not like it’s less busy because it’s open longer.