I'm in no hurry.
Waiting for you, Mr. REALLY OLD MAN, to cross the parking lot aisle to get to your car.
I see your elderly wife putting the groceries in the trunk of your car, as you slowly limp across the way. Or is that your daughter? You little devil.
You are so cute as I watch you walk so painfully slow. The car behind me honks, as I turn and give them the stink eye. I'm not worried about the fact that you are now slowly walking down the middle of the aisle.
How rude people can be, don't you think? Can't they see this very sweet elderly man taking his sweet time getting to his car? He can't help it if he moves incredibly slow. He's elderly and has lived an entire full lifetime. He's earned the right to move slow.
I find myself smiling, wondering what stories this man could tell me, as he is still walking in front of my car. He's not quite cut that angle to get out of the way, and I actually don't care.
I wonder if he's fought in a war? Or how many? Is that really your wife? (Really, she does look a little young for you.)
As my mind continues to wander, he finally cuts that angle and slowly waddles over to the direction of his car. Your female companion has finished with the few groceries she had. I smile as I think how they will go home and share some conversation over a game of chess or scrabble.
I realized...this man could be my Grandpa. This is why I could reach out and HUG him. So many things about his frame, and his age, that made me think of him.
My mind wanders off to fine memories about Grandpa and I find myself getting all warm and fuzzy.
Then I notice that this sweet man is reaching into his pocket. His hunched frame slowly waddles across the aisle, not quite clear of my small car yet. "What's he getting?" I think to myself.
I realized that this old man is getting the dang keys to the car? His female companion/daughter/wife is now in the passenger seat and this man is walking towards the driver's door.
This man couldn't even move with enough agility to button his own pants and now he's going to DRIVE?!?!?!????????????
Any fond walks down memory lane were quickly met with a halt.
Get me out of this dang parking lot before this man can turn the key!!!
Crisis averted... for now.