Here comes the 7:30 a.m.-Saturday-morning lady. I know she has cats, lives alone and likes VanGogh. She has a Starry Night reusable bag. I wonder what she’ll talk about today. “Good morning, how are you doing today? How’s your day going?” I ask. I read about countries that have added a slow lane at the grocery store for people who just need to talk. I’ll bet this lady would go in that lane. But I say that in a nice way. She always seems to want to talk. I like that about her.


scanning and bagging
checking out customers
grocery clerk