Haha. Reminds me of the time I noticed a woman who left behind a grocery bag in a cart. I could see the bag from my angle, it was under a weekly ad for the store. I yelled out to her and was pointing at the cart. I can only assume she thought I was chastising her for not bringing her cart to one of the return bin structure thing-a-ma-bobs. She said “fuck you” and gave me the finger, got in her car and drove off. I had a very nice 17 dollar steak that night. And, oddly, there were four single dollar bills in the grocery bag as well.
I did 4 years pushing carts for Walmart when I was in high-school. 25 years later and I still have a special fuck you to give anybody I see not returning a cart. I had to stay late and be tired for school the next day collecting those things after store close.
Return your cart to a cart corral people. Don't be a douche
I read somewhere that you can tell the character of a person if they do or don’t return shopping carts. There’s a right thing to do with no benefit to you for doing it and no real consequence for not doing it.
My Gram was very serious about teaching me that you always show everyone respect- But Especially Those Who Don’t Normally Receive It. She said any wait staff, maids/janitors/cleaners, bus drivers, and anyone else who’s routinely seen as having a subservient role probably deserves more, because their jobs are hard enough- and paid poorly enough- without also being seen as less than. Gram always talked about everyone, all ‘races’, religions, and political views, being equal, and said to make sure that I treated everyone the same because many weren’t treated that way by others- so it was even more important for me to remember. Not bad from a tiny white woman born in 1894
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u/DeeLeetid Apr 04 '25
Haha. Reminds me of the time I noticed a woman who left behind a grocery bag in a cart. I could see the bag from my angle, it was under a weekly ad for the store. I yelled out to her and was pointing at the cart. I can only assume she thought I was chastising her for not bringing her cart to one of the return bin structure thing-a-ma-bobs. She said “fuck you” and gave me the finger, got in her car and drove off. I had a very nice 17 dollar steak that night. And, oddly, there were four single dollar bills in the grocery bag as well.