Remember when going to the store was relatively easy. You hopped in your car, drove to the store, got your stuff and returned home. For some reason it's more difficult today.
First off, there's not a lot of "hopping" nowadays. Geezers lost the ability to "hop" a long time ago. Now we saunter to the car. Getting to the store is about the same, no change there. The change is the store itself.
Us geezers have lived a long time and "things" have happened to our bodies. Now we shop with special diets in mind. We are low sodium, gluten free, low fat, organic, keto or something else these days. I've been on a low-sodium diet for years therefore I read labels. I know how much sodium I can eat. The problem is there are no large print labels. How on earth is a cataract-challenged Geezer supposed to see the tiny writing on the label. We like-- no we NEED--large print on all labels. I went to a store the other day that had magnifying glasses hanging off the shelves to help Geezers out. What a grand idea.
Going to the dairy aisle, I am confronted with 12 types of milk, from whole, 2%, and 1% and at least a half-dozen different containers ranging from plastic to some type of cardboard. Getting yogurt is an international experience. I can buy Greek, Australian, Icelandic, French, European (is that different from French?) and American style yogurt. Which one to choose? Geezers might be tempted to sample the food but I fear that would be frowned upon. We need more sample ladies like those at Costco.
After finding all the groceries on the list, the next challenge is checking out. Does a geezer go to the self check kiosk, or to a checker. I choose to go to a checker so I don't have to shuffle groceries, bags, credit card, loyalty cards and the like. I put my items on the conveyor belt and the checker does the rest. Geezers are saving the checker's job. And, if I'm lucky the checker will return the bagged items to my grocery cart so I don't have to lift them again. Today I remembered my ecologically approved shopping bags. I worry though. Everything I buy, from meat to vegetables is shrink-wrapped in plastic, even ice cream is in a plastic container, yet it's against the law to use a plastic bag when I check out. And, if I forget my bags, there's an additional charge for a store bag, and guess what--it's a plastic bag. Geezers can get a little fed up with the idiocy of that logic.
A short saunter to the parking lot and I'm ready to go home with my washable bags full of groceries. One more day in the life of a geezer.
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