OK, admit it: you look at what the person in front of you on line is buying at the supermarket. Which cut of meat, how many frozen items, their favorite snack foods, what sort of beer do they drink… it’s grocery store anthropology.
Maybe you shouldn’t judge a person by what’s in their shopping cart, but let’s face it, someone buying salmon fillets, Swiss chard, and couscous is having a different dining experience than the one with Birdseye Creamed Corn, Tater Tots, and Steak-umms.
There is one thing that always catches my eye: people who are buying cat food and bread — especially senior citizens. I can’t shake the idea that they’re going to have cat food sandwiches, especially if they are buying few other items.
It’s unclear where this idea of senior citizens eating cat food started, but it’s a trope that continues to appear every time old people and money is discussed. Social security drying up? Seniors will be eating cat food. No cost of living adjustment? Break out the Friskies.
Anyone who owns a cat knows how hard it would be to eat that vile stuff, which alone should be enough to convince you it never really happens. All I know is that when I’m a senior citizen, I will sometimes go in the store and buy nothing but bread and cat food just to see if anyone reacts. Maybe I’ll throw in a box of Saltines for good measure.