A Woman On The Verge

thoughts and musings of my mind



Pet Peeve – Shopping Carts


I am trying hard not to make this blog about my pet peeves.  So I apologize in advance.  I have a huge peeve about shopping carts and what people do with them.  First living in the south they call them buggies, and frankly that just sounds weird so that is one peeve although I generally just ignore it people can’t help it if they weren’t raised to call them carts.

My first issue with carts, parents who put their children in carts and don’t buckle the kid in.  Well I realize that is not the fault of the cart, but today I nearly watched a 2-year-old fall out because his mama didn’t buckle him in.  What was worse was she swatted him for not sitting down.  Um he is 2 (or there abouts) it isn’t his fault you left him untethered to the cart.

An abandoned shopping cart reclaimed from the ...

Second, If can’t take the time to put the cart back don’t use one.  It makes the parking lot a demolition derby to be chasing around to avoid the cart you didn’t put into the cart corral. Today I actually took one along with my cart to the corral because it was just floating along in the driving lane.  You can probably guess how I feel when I see carts abandoned on the sidewalk miles away from the grocery store. It just makes me sad that people do that sort of thing, seems to show a lack of caring about their neighborhood. that is probably why I love shopping at Aldi Food store so much, you have to pay to get a cart and the incentive is to return the cart to get your quarter back.  I have actually made money at the store, because a few people do not care to return their carts, silly people they just lost money.

Third, and this is the carts fault as far as I am concerned: carts with flat tires – yep it can happen, bumping tires that thump around the grocery store, or squeaky tires.  I hate drawing further attention to my shopping habits so a cart like this usually gets left at the door for some other unsuspecting individual, but sometimes you don’t have a choice and are then forced to walk around the store making more noise than a screaming child. I hate it most when I go to a big store like Target.

So please remember buckle up the kid, put the cart away, and have a great day!


I don’t always think things through

You see, the window on my SUV got stuck in the down position yesterday – it will not go up and I have a feeling the motor or the contacts are shot. I will find a way to pull the window up. My friend Ella had gone on a day of shopping.  First we went to an amazing Upholstery fabric store in Lincolnton, NC where no fabric is over $10.00 a yard. Ella also needed to get a piece of foam cut to turn a table into a beautiful cocktail ottoman and I needed a piece of foam to refurbish and old stool I have. After the fabric store we hit Waffle House, this was a first for me in the 15 years I have lived in North Carolina I have never been into a Waffle House. I enjoyed my maiden visit to the diner and discovered I really enjoy hash browns with ham, yes I know I don’t eat pork but we will pretend the ham was bacon and every one of my friends knows I think that bacon is breakfast candy.  So off we went to IKEA to shop for some home goods, I was in search of a cheese slicer and a wok I had seen during Christmas shopping. I found the Cheese Slicer, but not the wok – never fear I found a few other things instead. My cats are now proud owners of a very colourful set of 6 food bowls. Oh did I mention IKEA was packed with people? Most of them wanted to walk 4 abreast at a slow pace and seemed to get a bit miffed if you tried to pass them others were just learning to drive the IKEA 4 wheel drive carts. We finished shopping and went out to load up the car. This is where my not thinking through came into play, I am sure it was because I was really tired, shopping takes it out of you.  I reached through the open window and unlocked the car, thinking that would be okay, well NO it wasn’t.  My anti-theft alarm went off, now this is apparently different from the regular beep beep alarm since I do not have a clicker to turn it off.  My friend Ella and I are trying frantically to figure out HOW to turn off the alarm.  The Car won’t start, we can’t figure out a way to unplug the battery.  When a woman comes up and say, ‘why don’t you use your clicker?’  Ella turns to her and says, ‘there is no clicker’ and the woman starts arguing with us about how there MUST be a clicker. Finally the alarm goes off by itself, and the woman is STILL arguing with us about the clicker.  It was so embarrassing it was funny.   

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