Last Christmas we gave our neighbors foaming hand soaps from
Bath & Body Works – an unusually perspicacious gift, considering what’s
happened since. When I purchased them, I made sure our own shelves were fully
stocked as well. But that was eight months ago, with a lot of hand-washing going
on. A month ago, I’d nearly run out and was using the bars of Irish Spring I’d
bought to keep rodents out of my food storage. (Note: Irish Spring CAN also
keep hands clean. It’s just much less FUN.) The store’s website had hand soap
on sale, but the shipping cost made the sale price sort of pointless. I briefly
considered an excursion to the mall to pick up soap in person. But the six
nearest shops are DEEP inside airless buildings full of people who don’t
believe in science, face masks, hygiene or personal space. Then I remembered there’s a
Bath & Body Works at an open-air shopping center downtown. Problem solved.
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