Daughter and I arrived to join the "Star Wars XVIII"- premier-like queue at our large local grocers today.
Up early, I geared up with armored jacket, boots, gloves, etc.
Daughter refused to wear my helmet ("No, my hair...!" she said)
Store opened at 7AM. We're in line at 6:45 behind @ 50, of the 150 competitors, in the dark.
I went for bread and cream cheese....daughter fell into 2nd line at rear of store queueing to one spot for "T-paper, Kleenex, hamburger, chicken and paper towels."
She scored a 30 pack, I my cheese, newspaper and bread.
She waited for me on the dark sidewalk in front of the store entrance with her giant pack of T-paper - this is where it gets scary.....
She was approached in such a way by 3 or 4 late comers - that a watching store security officer took her by the arm and advised her to wait inside, "for your safety" !
My daughter said, she was "ready for 'em!". Her prize was as a gift for her brother's family.
Lady in line in front of us said, "It's only going to get worse."
God bless the grocery stores for trying to keep up with this insanity.
Stig