We have a fabulous liquor store near us.
Due to it's fabulousness, it's usually very crowded during peak booze buying hours.
So, I have started shopping there when it first opens.
At 8 AM.
No bumping into neglected carts.
No pushing and shoving in the scotch aisle.
The only thing I have to contend with are the female alcoholics buying their day's worth of vodka.
They also shop for liquor at 8 AM.
You cannot tell if these poor trembling souls are 30 or 60.
The other day I caught myself feeling superior when
one of them laid out 10 mini bar bottles of Smirnoff to be wrung up.
Look at that I thought, it's 8 in the morning and she is buying that.
Then, I looked down at my cart of booze.
My smug grin abandoned me.
And I lined up behind her with my head held a little lower.