This morning I went shopping at Trader Joe's during their early (8-9 a.m.) senior hours. It's the first time I've been in that store since the pandemic. It was surprisingly busy.
People seemed tense, as if in a hurry to get done. Not a lot of eye contact.
There were directional arrows taped on the floor. I almost went the wrong way. One time, my shopping cart faced the arrows correctly but I walked backwards with my cart a few feet to pick up something I'd missed.
In the produce aisle, a woman was walking against the arrows. I laughed through my mask and said I'd done that too. We both laughed through our masks. She asked me if I knew if Traders sold jicama. I said they probably did but I hadn't seen any yet. She continued forward while I backed up against the arrows to retrieve some broccoli and cauliflower. That's when I saw some jicama and called over to her. She came back and picked some up, thanking me.
There was one gentleman shopping who was clearly not a senior citizen. More like in his 30's.
I didn't say anything.
I don't believe in publicly shaming people.
Nor do I believe in snitching.
