Now It's Come To THIS!

I went to Save A Lot on Saturday, to get some dill pickles, spaghetti sauce, and paper plates. Of course I also found some cheese and a pork loin and some snacks. As I was perusing the aisles, I saw a lady on a beeper cart. She was in line ahead of me when I was ready to check out. 

Two lanes were open, each with two customers, and they called another checker to the front. One lady already in line told me to go ahead, because she said her order was going to be complicated. I thanked her and went to the new guy. He asked if I was using cash or card, and I said card. He replied that was good, because his drawer contained no cash!

Anyhoo... while I was checking out, I saw Beeper Lady motor over to the counter in front of the windows, to box up her groceries. There were only a few boxes. I thought I would offer to help her if she wanted. You know, like bring her a box, or set the stuff in and put it in the basket of her beeper cart. By the time I got over to the counter, Beeper Lady was driving on out. I could see that she was parked in the OTHER handicap space, facing out, in a maroon minivan.

I got my groceries boxed, and took my cart/walker outside. I waited for a car to pass, then let a differently-gendered person walk back across behind T-Hoe before remotely opening the hatch and proceeding. As I was getting my box out of the cart/walker, Beeper Lady put down the window of her minivan.

"Can I help you with that?"

"Oh, no. I've got it. But thank you!"

I stowed the box in T-Hoe's rear, then pushed the cart to the return corral that was between our vehicles. I had a bag to put on the back seat. Beeper Lady was still watching me.

"I actually was planning to ask YOU if I could help you put stuff in a box!"

"Oh, I got a box as soon as I went in, and had it in my basket to put the groceries in. So I didn't need help. But I also have my Buckee's bag." 

She opened her door, and motioned to an insulated soft-side bag with the logo of a chain of convenience stores that we don't have in this area. I suppose she had been putting her cold stuff in there.

"I just need a couple of new knees!"

"I have new knees!" 

Beeper Lady moved one of her legs, to show me the scar down her kneecap.

"Did everything go okay?"

"YES! I can't believe how fast they had me up and walking."

"Everybody I know who's had it says the same thing. I'm just afraid of the surgery."

"I was too, but it went great. The worst thing is, they found out I have an embolism behind my left eye, and I'm always squinting to see. I'm really worried about that."

"At least they found it! And now they can monitor it."

"Yes, that's true. You have a blessed day!"

"You too!"

So now even beeper cart ladies are offering to help me. I might need to reconsider the knee replacement situation...