Another white knight

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Oregon has this really screwy law regarding grocery bags. While I'm not totally on board with banning single use plastic grocery bags, I can see the logic and I'm willing to admit that throw-away plastic has become a global problem.

The part that's really screwy is that the grocery stores aren't just banned from single use plastic bags, they are not allowed to roll the cost of the bags they are allowed to use into the cost of doing business column, but instead are required by that law to charge for them as a separate line item at the check out. When this all went down a couple of years ago, I researched and found a place to buy tote bags that were well designed. They are heavy duty burlap with covered rope handles and lined with plastic. They are sturdy enough that they can be filled top to bottom with caned goods and still maintain their integrity, something the single use plastic could never do, and the handles allow you to carry them without it cutting into your hand.

All that so you can get a picture of what happened Saturday when I went grocery shopping. I live 45 minutes from the nearest supper market. I prefer Safeway, mostly because back when I lived in town, it was closest to me. Anyway, with that distance to drive, I tend to stock up on things. One of the things my whole family enjoys is bottled Starbucks Frappuccino Mocha.

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With three of us drinking it, it takes about 15 to last the week. The aforementioned bags will hold 15 of them with ease. Since they are in glass bottles, the bag is a bit heavy. I've taught the cashiers at the store that I prefer them all in one bag in spite of that.

So I was checking out and the checker dutifully bagged all 15 in one bag. As I was about to lift it into my cart, the gentleman behind me stepped up and said, "Let me get that for you,"

I was wearing some white capris and a lightweight blouse that, from behind where the gentleman would have seen it, revealed that I had a bra on under it. The whole time I had been chatting with the cashier, in my normal speaking voice. But as I've said before when people see you, they decide in the first 30 seconds whether you're male or female. From behind, with the sides of my hair pulled back to the crown with a large barrette, white capris and a visible bra under a lightweight blouse, he decided I was female and the voice didn't matter to him. He was going to treat me like a gentleman would treat any lady.

I used to like it when I was called ma'am. It validated who I was. This is the second time a white knight has been chivalrous toward me. Those experiences are far more validating than being called ma'am.

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