My 87-Year-Old Dad Weaponized Slowness and Accidentally Sparked a Kindness War

My 87-year-old father, Arthur, almost started a riot at the grocery store yesterday.

He didn’t shout. He didn’t complain about the prices. He didn’t argue about an expired coupon.

He did it by simply being slow. And he did it on purpose.

It was 5:30 PM on a Friday. The “rush hour” from hell. The grocery store was packed with people who looked like they continue reading …