Just popped to the supermarket for a liter of milk. Get to the till just as they are closing, some shelf filler drops a huge carton of I don't know what and we all jump out of our skins. Wee snippet of a madame at the till hisses not very quietly under her breath to him "God, X, I have an older lady here, what if she collapsed and died of shock?" I think my look almost made her turn into a pillar of salt. She got a bit flummoxed and didn't know how much I was supposed to pay. I pointed out I had...one item. There was no addition involved. I did not mention that I was returning home to continue knitting my tea cosy. Older lady indeed! hmmmmpf. Older than wee snippet madame, yes.