Went to one a few few grocery stores in my town. Winco. I try to avoid the old lady cashier (less than 10 years my senior) who wears the “I am a hero” sweatshirt, a mask, a face shield, and gloves behind her plexiglass wall. But today, it was the only line without 10 people in it.
When I was surprised at $136 total she says that I should thank her. “After all, it would be twice as much anywhere else.”
I say, “That’s like the person beating you up demanding to be thanked because after all, they could have raped you. Um, no. Let’s go Brandon!”
Mad, She snaps, “Who is Brandon?”
So I reply, “I’m old enough to remember when stores thanked you for your patronage, not the other way around. Working at a grocery store does not make you a hero, it makes you employed.”
Pretty soon, we’ll all being eating a diet of just rice. It will be all we can afford.