Before the situation became dire or desperate, I decided to go down to the local King Soopers and get in line. They open these days at 7 a.m. and close at 8 p.m. They were a 24-hour store and then went to being open from 5 a.m. to midnight but now, needing more time to stock the shelves and not having enough stock to sell anyway, they have shortened their hours of operation.
I expected to have to fight a mad rush at the opening of the store so I made sure I was there, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, at 6:30 a.m. There were quite a few cars in the parking lot already (I notice that some of my friends across the pond all call it “the car park” which I find funny. When I think of a park I think of slippery-slides and swings and monkey-bars, so I always picture the cars playing around while we’re in the store shopping.) so I decided to get out of the car and walk to the door. As we approached the store we were greeted by this sign:
Apparently, as of February 6th of this year, I am now part of an elite group. Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday the sixty-plus crowd gets first dibs on the shopping for the first hour. I don’t feel any different than I felt on February 5th but now I have joined an exclusive club. I just happen to belong to the “most vulnerable” portion of society.
My biggest vulnerability would have been if I returned home empty-handed. I wish now that I had taken a few more pictures because it wasn’t much improved. They were allowing one hundred people at a time. I went straight to the paper aisle. There on the shelves was one brand, one size of package, limit of one. It looked like maybe two cases worth. Definitely not over a hundred. Again, this was how I have had living in a Communist country described to me. I made my purchase and exited so one of the next hundred people could go in.
Just like when I turned 18 and had so many new doors, privileges, and opportunities open up for me, now I have hit another mystical milestone.
Hmm… I wonder if turning 60 will one day hold the allure that turning 21 does now?
One may only hope. Or not.
Hahahaha the awesomeness of the insanity of humanity in today’s world now. Congrats on joining the new age 🤣
“Humph!” He said, curmudgeonly.