I got up early, drove to the grocery store, and put on my mask, but when the first set of glass doors whooshed open, I was stopped by a burly young man, also in a mask, his arms crossed.
"Are you open?" I asked.
"We are," he nodded, "but only to shoppers 60 and over."
"Dang!" I said. "I'm 58." (Or... I will be in June.)
"Really?" he replied.
"Yep," I answered, pulling down my mask.
"You can go in, then," he told me.
Inside there were several shoppers all politely keeping social distance. Some wore masks, some did not; most were loading up on produce and lean proteins. I think I fit right in.
"Are you open?" I asked.
"We are," he nodded, "but only to shoppers 60 and over."
"Dang!" I said. "I'm 58." (Or... I will be in June.)
"Really?" he replied.
"Yep," I answered, pulling down my mask.
"You can go in, then," he told me.
Inside there were several shoppers all politely keeping social distance. Some wore masks, some did not; most were loading up on produce and lean proteins. I think I fit right in.
Haha! Close enough. Whoever heard of grocery store bouncers?!
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