Just a few days after the
shopping cart experience I related in a recent post I returned to Walmart. I
selected a cart from the group at the entrance, tested it by rolling it back
and forth and sideways, and satisfied that the wheels were good I embarked on
my shopping quest.
For the first few aisles
things went smoothly…until…thump, thump, thump. I couldn’t believe it. I
decided to immediately return to the store entrance and get another cart. When I
got there I saw a cart that a lady had just returned on her way out of the
store, so I thought, “I’ll take that cart, it must work because she had a few
bags of merchandise, if it hadn’t worked she wouldn’t have used it.”
For the first few aisles
things went smoothly and I congratulated myself on switching carts. But then…thump,
thump, thump. How could this be? Were the shopping-cart gods conspiring against
me? Were they making sport? Did they have an office pool on Mt. Olympus to see
how many carts I would go through before giving up?
I pushed my cart toward a
mother with a young child in the child’s seat of her cart, as my cart
approached with a “thump, thump, thump” and squeaks and groans the child
started crying and the mother looked at me as if to say, “Couldn’t you be more
considerate of others? You are frightening my child.”
I saw a group of employees
hiding behind a display and looking at me. I am sure I heard one of them say, “That’s
the guy who was in here last week who abandoned his cart – you’d think he’d
learn.”
Well, you would think they’d number the carts the way NASCAR numbers cars,
that way the poor customer would have some defense. We could have a smartphone
app that tracks bad carts and warns us not to use number 54, or 35, or 678.
After a few more aisles I did
what any self-respecting shopper would do, I once again left my cart, picked up
my merchandise, and headed to a checkout line. At this rate I’ll be making
multiple trips in and out of the store on each visit.
That night I awoke at 3:23 AM,
I was certain I heard “thump, thump, thump.”
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