I’ve been shopping at Whole Foods in Superior a few times this week, because it provides me with a nice long trail ride to enjoy on my way to the store.
Like I always do, I transport the groceries in a backpack, but things are different now. The checker loads the groceries into a paper bag behind a glass window. I then take the paper bag over to a table, move the groceries into my backpack, and leave the paper bag on the table. I assume they call in the hazmat team to dispose of it later.
Yesterday on my way to the store, most of the people on the trail appeared hostile and/or scared, and were dressed like old west bandits. But one girl gave me a big smile and waved. It reminded me of what civilization was like before it collapsed.
