Essential Service?

Greetings to all!  It's me, Mags.  The other morning on our walk, Dad and I did a little window shopping.  Everything was closed, of course, except ...

"Hmm.  This place seems to be open, Pops."
"It's a liquor store, Mags."

"So I'm not allowed to greet anyone,
Mom can't get her hair cut,
kids are forbidden from tossing a ball around at the park, but ..."
"Yeah."

"Whoo, boy.  I just don't get biped logic sometimes."
"I don't either, Mags.  I don't either."

Yours sincerely,

Margaret Thatcher