No Need to Lend a Hand
I have a patient who works in a supermarket. She tells me stories of little old ladies slowly going up and down the aisles, leaning on their carts, always needing help with this and that because they don't walk so well anymore.
Except on weekend mornings, when the bus for Atlantic City (and its casinos) comes to the supermarket parking lot. Watch how quickly they clamber aboard -- no help needed at all.