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Old Thu, Aug 11, 2005
My checkout person at ShopRite yesterday was an old lady with a wrist brace.  I felt bad.  She's probably been alive since the Great Depression.  She probably still hates "rock and roll music".  She probably has children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren.  Her husband probably retired before the bicentenial of our country.  She probably watched the first and last episodes of MASH.  If she lived in Arkansas, she probably worked for Sam Walton's Butler Brothers store.  But now she's working at a ShopRite in Dover, NJ for something close to minimum wage, and she has a bum wrist.  So I tried to be nice to her.  I said hi, which is actually an uncommon thing to do.  And I wouldn't let her carry my 30-lb box of kitty litter. #psychology

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