Checking out at the store, the young cashier suggested... (on being Green)

[classof56]

38. Well, call me a cranky over-70 grannie,

but if a clerk had said that to me, she'd have one less customer to deal with, plastic bag or not.

For some reason, I never thought of myself as a destroyer of future generations when I was making my way through the 40s, 50s, 60s, 70s, et al. Used to rise up against the machine that kept me in the "Help wanted women" trap, not to mention unequal pay, being told I couldn't take physics in HS because I was "a girl", hating myself 'cause I hadn't done the aisle walk thing by the time I was 20. When I did wed and had two children, it never occurred to me to continue down the path of destruction I'd been on. I was very active in the environmental movement, took the ZPG pledge, recycled like crazy and told my daughters they could be anything they wanted. Even a grocery clerk if they wished, but they knew their manners and would never have said anything like that to anyone, much less an "older woman" they knew enough to respect.

Now that I think about it, that young clerk not only would have lost a customer, she'd have gotten an earful on my way out the store to which I would never have returned.

Okay, rant over. This is what hitting 74 after years of repression does to ya. Now, gotta go make sure those kids get off my lawn!