So it was (finally) a beautiful day here, and after Avery played outside for hours and had an awesome nap, I decided we needed to head to the grocery. (When you find yourself seriously contemplating how to create a meal with bread, frosting and Ghardettos, you know you have a problem.) And unfortunately we needed other “Target-like” stuff, so we had to brave Wal-Mart. UGH. I absolutely hate that place, but sadly, it’s convenient when you have a fast-moving toddler and you need to get everything in one place. (When we lived in Florida we had a SuperTarget nearby…oh how I miss thee.)
Luckily we escaped the Wal-Mart excursion without harm, but here’s where it got fun. As I’m walking to the car (seriously, I haven’t even made it there yet!), I’m pushing my huge cartfull of stuff with my squirmy toddler who keeps launching her blankie and sippy on the ground, and lo and behold, what’s that I see? Yep, some lazy freak who stops his car, throws it in reverse, and puts it in park. To wait for my spot! I seriously thought to myself, there is NO way he’s waiting for me. There must be someone else pulling out next to me? But no. He was waiting for me.
I just had to laugh, but at the same time, how lazy are you that you can’t spend those 5 whole minutes you’re sitting in your car by WALKING from two spots down?? Now, I assure you, this guy appeared healthy, was under the 1 ton mark, it was a beautiful day… I just cannot understand why people are SO lazy.
So seriously, it took me at least 5 minutes to get all the bags in the car (I forgot to take out Avery’s humungo stroller before we went, so I had to carefully squeeze all the bags in around it and make sure they wouldn’t all dump out at the first turn) and closed the trunk. Then I had to deal with the squirmy Miss A. After picking up her blankie and sippy for the 900th time, I got those in the car, then got her in her seat (after using my elbow to pin her down while I secured the buckles…yes, she thinks this is hilarious). Finally get the doors shut and everything in, and I still have to wheel the cart to the corral thingy. And the guy is STILL WAITING.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE?! Oh, and the whole time he’s waiting for my spot, there were FOUR on the opposite side of me. Had he just taken the 7 seconds to drive around the corner, he’d have had his pick of four close spots. What a freak. Sorry, but that is my biggest pet peeve! I mean, seriously. Who waits on a frazzled mom with a milion grocery bags and a 2-year-old??