In 1967 in high school, I went to work p/t as a grocery clerk at Kroger and opened probably thousands of those big brown bags and you know what? Nobody had to show me how to do it. Neither did anyone have to show me how to bring in the grocery carts or stamp the prices on the cans. I think common sense has given way to Google for this latest generation.
Because of one Subway clerk?
Well, one clutz gas’s station attendant caused Gertrude Stein to label an entire generation as “Lost.”