Posted by
Jimmy Carter on Tuesday, February 12, 2008 2:50:04 PM
I gotta start somewhere, so I'll start with the parking lot. I arrive at the grocery store for another day of purchasing food. There are two sets of double doors on each end of the grocery store in which to enter or exit. I select the set of doors I will be entering and exiting and simply choose the lane that is directing the traffic away from those doors and park in the first available space. I have never been left looking for my automibile with this system. I always end up behind someone who is waiting for another automobile to leave their coveted spot. They wait for a long time in order to get a closer parking spot. I maneuver around that driver and park several parking spaces past that driver, usually at the end of the parking lot. I am always walking past them as they park their car. They may have parked closer, but the time lost is immeasurable, also I think,"You probably need the exercise."
In the store people are exactly the way they drive. I encounter slow people. I encounter clueless people. What a much more pleasant experience if people would simply travel the aisles the way we should drive on the streets; on the right side. Too many people park their carts on one side of the aisle while browsing the shelves on the other, therefore leaving no room to pass. I quit saying,"Excuse me" a long time ago. Now, I just race my cart into their personal space and they move.
If I am purchasing more than one item, I always get a shopping cart. I don't understand carrying all those products, especially knowing I'll be waiting in a line. I have never used one of those handbaskets. Get a cart!
I saw a woman with a child strapped to her chest, hands full of products, and trying to talk on the phone. Not only was she oblivious to those around her, but she was obviously stressed and didn't know why. Get a cart!
While waiting in line my hands are free, so I skim through the magazines while I wait my turn. Those that think they were only getting "a couple of things" and are left holding them are much more impatient; pissed even. Get a cart!
I want to know which came first: The 517 lb. woman or the electric shopping cart? If it's the 517 lb. woman, then how did they get their groceries before the electric shopping cart was available? If it's the electric shopping cart, then is it exascerbating the 517 lb. woman's weight problem? Also, I find it funny that the basket on those electric shopping carts are only two feet square. Shouldn't those baskets be the size of Toyotas? How do those women get so big?!
By the way, how many people have experienced this: you make a "BEER run." While at the store you think of something else you want for later. I get in line with a case of BEER and........pancake mix. The clerk looks at the combination of case of BEER and pancake mix.....I say, "Yeah, I'm responsible for bringing the party."
For those who have read this far, here's a rare picture of Your's truely, taken during the Carter Admistration......in the Presidential Limousine, of course:
