The old security guard blowing his whistle ushering cars into a parking space.
The pretty girl toting an LV bag with a helper pushing her grocery cart.
The harried mother poring over her grocery list and punching at her calculator.
The slender woman picking chips from the snack aisle.
The perky saleslady offering promotional products to buyers passing by.
The grim cashier counting money that is not her own.
The bored bagger mindlessly shoving groceries into plastic bags.
You wonder what their life is like and if their lives are better than yours.
Sometimes you wish you could just put on a mask and assume a different life.
Take on a different personality far better than your own.
And maybe, just maybe, you’d feel so much happier.
Musings in a grocery store
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