I’ve become convinced that in supermarkets specifically, whether they’re huge like Walmart or smaller like the “express” style stores local to me, old people go through some sort of psychedelic experience when they enter, which will overwhelm them at random points and cause them to totally disassociate.
Cannot count the number of times an old person with a trolley has just fully blocked an aisle and stood there, gormless, while the world passes by. It’s like when you see a horse sleep standing up.
It’s either them or fucking parents clogging up the store, using their prams as battering rams, and letting their little shits rub their snotty little fingers on everything in sight and scream endlessly. Lol
Having been a new parent and having a stressful job at the same time, I am absolutely guilty of enjoying the peacefulness of grocery shopping and just… spacing the fuck out.
For that hour (that could have taken 10 minutes) nobody is up my ass about something. Ive already been given the task (grocery shopping) and until thats done nobody else is trying to heap shit onto my plate.
I can totally understand that, and I do have sympathy for the stress and sleep deprivation that new parents, let alone working new parents, must be dealing with.
I’ve become convinced that in supermarkets specifically, whether they’re huge like Walmart or smaller like the “express” style stores local to me, old people go through some sort of psychedelic experience when they enter, which will overwhelm them at random points and cause them to totally disassociate.
Cannot count the number of times an old person with a trolley has just fully blocked an aisle and stood there, gormless, while the world passes by. It’s like when you see a horse sleep standing up.
It’s either them or fucking parents clogging up the store, using their prams as battering rams, and letting their little shits rub their snotty little fingers on everything in sight and scream endlessly. Lol
Having been a new parent and having a stressful job at the same time, I am absolutely guilty of enjoying the peacefulness of grocery shopping and just… spacing the fuck out.
For that hour (that could have taken 10 minutes) nobody is up my ass about something. Ive already been given the task (grocery shopping) and until thats done nobody else is trying to heap shit onto my plate.
I can totally understand that, and I do have sympathy for the stress and sleep deprivation that new parents, let alone working new parents, must be dealing with.