I have a few words for the people that cannot find the time to return your shopping cart to the little shopping cart coral; I hope your house catches on fire and just when you think you are going to get out alive, there is a shopping cart bloking your way. It really is not that hard to walk the addition 30 feet to return the cart. You are not in that much of a hurry.
Sidenote: I am entertained by people who vigorously whipe down their cart with the anti bacterial whipes as if they are wheeling that bad boy into surgery or some shit. They do this to protect them from the disgusting bag of germs that had the cart before them. Yet, once in the store they touch their carton of milk, fruits and veggies, and whatever else they need all while touching their face, children, and food without a care in the world. Let me let you in a something, the guy stocking those shelves is not exactly in a Haz Mat suit when he does his job and he sure as shit does not wash his hands after using the restroom. That should make you feel better about your food.
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