Walked into the local Dollar Store today, looking for safely pins. I have an old pair of long-johns that I wear around the house, loose and comfortable. The elastic waste band has worn out though, so the pants now often slip down and fall to my knees. I always wear undershorts underneath.

I have two brand new pairs, that I bought last year, in-between lockdowns, and though they’re my size, a different style, that hug my legs like long straight-jackets. One of those sensations I can only stand for a short while. So, I’m hanging onto the old ones as long as I can.

Anyhoo, I walked up to a woman stocking shelves, and asked her if she could help me. She said they sell them, but that as the Dollar Store was now classified as a box-store, she was pretty sure they had been designated non-essential items. I was shocked. So, she handed me a bag, and I walked up to the cash to see if it would go through, and sure enough, was rejected.

I then walked next door to the pharmacy, and ran into one of the regular ladies who work there, having shopped and thus known her for years. Told her what had happened at the Dollar Store. She was as shocked as I. We walked over to the safety pin rack, grabbed a bag, and she then proceeded to put it through her cash. No problem.

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04/28/2021

Posted on 04/28/2021
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