Last night I was very thirsty so I went to the grocery store and purchased a six-pack of beer and a half case of Vanilla Coca-Cola One. Now, the beer (especially since I bought beer in bottles) and the time of day (it was after 8 p.m.) prevents my actions from being labeled as completely “old,” but my supermarket excursion is extremely close to being quintessential old man behavior. Old men are always going to the grocery store to buy one or two items—for no other reason than its on sale. I worked at a supermarket for a summer and nearly every day an old man would come through my check stand (never the express lane) and purchase a pound of 80% learn hamburger or a 12-pack of Diet Rite, or a few packages of bark coating. It is clear to me, that I’m only a few years away from venturing to the grocery store (before 4 p.m. because I have to be home in time to watch the local news) and buying one head of lettuce.
