Ranty Pants #1 Shopping Trolley Etiquette?
Just in case I rambled and made absolutely no sense at all…which I am known to do on a fairly regular basis, if Hubbster’s listening skills are anything to go by…this is what I want to know:
- Is this a completely redundant bitchfest or do other people get driven crazy by supermarket trolleys that do not fit together in order for you to retrieve your money?
- Is there some kind of trolley market etiquette that I am not privy to? Should there be? Or is all fair in love, war and getting back your two dollar coin?
- Would it really be so difficult for the different stores to all use THE SAME freakin trolley and put their own STICKERS on them, and then sort their own shit out at the end of the day?
Because…seriously…at the moment, shopping trolleys are on par with the awful gastro bug I’ve had recently….they give me the SHITS!
Particularly with the hotter months now approaching, I refuse to leave my three small children in a hot car, (and my groceries) while I roam around the carpark from trolley station to trolley station, trying to find a freakin matching trolley to link up to the one I have.
Grrrrrrrrrrrr!
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Jolene
Jolene enjoys writing, sharing and connecting with other like-minded women online – it also gives her the perfect excuse to ignore Mount-Washmore until it threatens to bury her family in an avalanche of Skylander T-shirts and Frozen Pyjama pants. (No one ever knows where the matching top is!) Likes: Reading, cooking, sketching, dancing (preferably with a Sav Blanc in one hand), social media, and sitting down on a toilet seat that one of her children hasn’t dripped, splashed or sprayed on. Dislikes: Writing pretentious crap about herself in online bio’s and refereeing arguments amongst her offspring.
