This morning I made a WallyWorld run because, quite frankly, I cannot stand Walmart and the best time to go is when the fewest people are there, which happens to be mornings during the week (of course, I have no idea what the crowds look like from dusk til dawn because it matters not to me that they’re open 24 hours). Rainy mornings mean even fewer shoppers.
When I gotta one-stop-shop, of course there’s no better choice (unless you have a Super Target, but we don’t have a stinkin’ Super Target). Rachel and I play a game sometimes trying to come up with the most random and oxymoronic pairings of stuff you can buy at Walmart–dogfood & engagement rings, goldfish & underwear, handguns & diapers…you get the drill. (Does it look like we don’t have a lot of entertainment choices for my kids? 🙂 ).
Anyway, as I head back to the van, HUGE raindrops started falling, I started running, opened the door remotely (gotta LOVE that feature!) and dove into the car pulling the buggy beside. I grabbed my bags (not gonna tell you my oxymoronic pairings for today!), threw ’em inside and watched the rain thinking I gotta do something with this cart.
Three options: take it to the Cart Return in the parking lot (farthest option); return it to the store (next farthest option); or roll it to the very nearby parking spaces where other customers had taken theirs (the MOST attractive option given the deluge that was now falling).
This is where I mentally begin cussing Gary and Anne Marie Ezzo because I cannot leave a stupid buggy in the parking lot, even if two dozen are already there and it’s pouring down rain. So, I chose the store because it’s the next closest option and run it back.
As I’m running back to my car, guess what? I hear a loud “thank you” from somewhere. I slow down long enough to look for the face that said it, and it’s a smiling Walmart employee, pushing a load of those stranded buggies from the end of the parking lot, thanking me for taking one back. I couldn’t help but smile back at her and think maybe next time I won’t mentally assalt Gary and Anne Marie.
I got a “paycheck” today for nothing more than livin’ like I should :). Maybe today is the day I get my feet back under me. Even if I don’t, I’m still feelin’ groovy 😉
this is when we are most like Jesus…you had nothing to gain in the world’s eyes by taking your buggy back….nothing but dog hair. But your choice blessed another…it was selfless sacrifice. God smiled….and what greater gain is there than that!!!!
Isn’t the thought of ALMIGHTY GOD smiling a lovely one? And knowing He loves me in spite of me? (He had James & Ephesians written for me ;)….that untamed tongue thing…)
Love it when you stop in…wish your spouse would open his mouth instead of breezin’ in and out without saying a word!
so what is the Ezzo/shopping cart thing?
Do you mean to not put it in the cart return?
I ALWAYS return the cart to the cart corral. My mom and dad always said that if you borrow something you need to take it back in better condition that you took it.
I think it stems from that. I borrowed it and so I’m returning it.
I sure hope my girls do that, too.
Well, here’s another “thank you”
even though I don’t work at WM, I know I always appreciate it when people put things back where they belong, it makes my work easier 🙂