My pet peeve isn’t against the shopping carts themselves. I love shopping carts. They serve an incredibly useful purpose — especially as I’ve got a bad back and wouldn’t have a very easy time of carrying my groceries all throughout the store by my lonesome.
So, as I said, I’ve got nothing against shopping carts.
It’s the people who leave the shopping carts wherever they please in the parking lot that bother me. No, bother’s too light of a word. Last night, as I tried pulling into a space for some late-night grocery shopping, I was beyond irritated by the shopping cart standing in the middle of the spot — when the cart corral was only two spaces away.
First of all, isn’t that one of those things we learn in kindergarten? To put our toys away when we’re done with them? That’s what I thought.
In my opinion, unless your legs are broken or there is a metal plate in your head is there any real reason not to push the shopping cart all of 20 feet — usually less — to the cart corral. And, really, even with either of those challenges it’s really not much to expect that you could still put the cart away.
Maybe it’s just because I tend to go above and beyond the call of common politeness when it comes to a great many things but, seriously, doesn’t anyone ever think about how their laziness is going to affect others?
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