Reliving some youthful, insane nonsense

Here is yet another column that begins with me at the grocery store.

I’m pretty sure that I should just hire someone to go grocery shopping for me to avoid all the unnecessary shenanigans, but if it gives me stuff to write about, then it’s probably worth it.

I was walking out of the store when I saw a guy going to get a cart when he was almost run into by somebody else with a cart.

The man did not take it well. He turned red, shook his head and spent the next few seconds cursing about how nobody knows how to drive carts. In an instant, his day was ruined by the younger guy who almost ran into...