On Thanksgiving night, we went to Wally World to get a mouse (I am old school and my old mouse died). We came home with a hundred dollars of groceries! I think my face was frozen in a perpetual bewilderment until about midnight. The number of people, the number of employees, the astonishing placement of products, the long personal conversations in the aisles, the surprisingly collision-free navigation throughout the store... it was amazing for this curmudgeon who is pretty sure that Black Friday is not a thing, regardless of what all the ads say about it... My fave was the diligent employee who worked steadily to fill displays of audio visual stuff. These spanned the entire cheese case and blocked access to the cheese. Customers were thrilled and picked up AV thing after AV thing and cleared half the displays within minutes. I tried to think of it fairly. on the one hand, when stores are this crowded, we might not want lactose intolerant cheese addicts in there. It is a good idea to limit their access to the cheese and, if possible, to the milk, yogurt, and ice cream. On the other hand, what if some people will be ill or die without cheese that they desperately need? I did not know of anyone in this category, and that was the end of the silly matter.
Today was more typical, thank G.
Bach is not noise, Madam. (Robert, in Two's Company)