I've become convinced that in supermarkets specifically, whether they're huge like Walmart or smaller like the "express" style stores local to me, old people go through some sort of psychedelic experience when they enter, which will overwhelm them at random points and cause them to totally disassociate.

Cannot count the number of times an old person with a trolley has just fully blocked an aisle and stood there, gormless, while the world passes by. It's like when you see a horse sleep standing up.

It's either them or fucking parents clogging up the store, using their prams as battering rams, and letting their little shits rub their snotty little fingers on everything in sight and scream endlessly. Lol