I was rushing in the wegmans line, trying to get all of my stuff up on the belt, wondering why the older woman behind me was looking at me funny. Was it because she had just a few items, and I was unloading a full cart? I quickly looked to make sure I hadn’t accidentally gone to a 15 items or less line.
No, I hadn’t! In fact I had followed a Wegman’s worker’s invitation to this line!
“Excuse me, ma’am?” She finally asked and I turned around.
“That mask looks so comfortable. Where did you get it?”
First I had to feel my mask… I don’t know why, since I get all of my KN95 masks from Amazon.
“Oh! These? I just ordered these from Amazon, actually!”
She shook her head with obvious disappointment. “Oh. I don’t get anything from amazon. I refuse to order from them.”
I found myself explaining to her that I too, don’t like Amazon. “I know I should stop ordering from amazon too!” I said. “It’s on my list! I promise!”
She looked at me, with kind but slightly judgemental, or maybe pitying eyes.
“Well, I know. I know. You stay healthy, okay?”
I told her thanks, and “you too,” and noticed her stack of cloth grocery bags in her cart.
And then I paid for my groceries, and pushed my cart to my car, feeling guilty about amazon, and the plastic bags my groceries were in.
I wondered for a moment if I should go back and explain that I reuse my grocery bags and that I’m trying my best during a really hard chapter of life.
But I kept pushing my cart, just wondering if I’ll ever be as good as that older lady at Wegmans.