Thursday, April 19, 2012

Cart Encounters

I went to the store the other day and the most amazing thing happened: I had the perfect shopping cart.

This is not a joke.

It was amazing.

It was clean. All of its wheels turned - without squeaking, I might add. And I didn't have to throw my entire body weight behind it to turn up and down the aisles. It was as though I was the first person in the world to ever use it.

Such a thing has never happened to me before. It was glorious and, I fear, a once-in-a-lifetime occurrence.

Well done, perfect cart. Well done.

1 comment:

  1. I had its alter ego the other day. Some metal part of the cart must have been rubbing some other metal part, so every time we touched the handle, we got a tiny shock of static electricity.