I stood in the rain at 6:30 AM today to get some TP for my in-laws (both in their 90's).
I'm looking around me.....what the....?
Gray hair and canes everywhere.
I asked the old guy behind me, "what's with all these old people?!"
"Today is senior day, until 8:00AM. 60 and older."
Well, OK. I just squeaked in by a decade or so...
What a clever idea.
Very well organized, in person, by the lady store manager.
"Single file, down isle 13 and up isle 12 for 2 skids of TP. One per person."
I didn't think it was necessary for the 2 sheriff deputies to be there though...
If a brawl would have started....it wouldn't have lasted long.

The adventure continues.....
Stig
(as always....a scooter picture...Joe's '51 BMW
