Willow ,'Get It Done'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Then there are the people in the parking lots.
The worst are the ones who've staked out a shopper getting ready to leave -- except the shopper has a cart full of groceries and some kids and hasn't opened the trunk yet. I always end up behind one, and you can't back out or do anything until the car infront of you moves.
Or the people who stroll right down the middle of the lane and don't seem to care that there are cars behind them trying to get some place.
People actually do that? Poke you from behind with their carts?
Yes, because apparently I am invisible. If I could just figure out how to become invisible when it worked to my advantage ...
each store to provide a few child-sized shopping carts that adorable little future shoppers could push around along side their parent
Whole Foods has those. Surprisingly, I've had no problems with kidlets and their carts running into me. No, it's all adults who can't see the goth wearing a top hat and petticoats.
I'm imgaining that Jilli leaves Whole Foods one day with a small child and cart who have accidentaly gotten caught under Jilli's hoopskirt.
Oof. That's a dent in his Hall of Fame credentials. Especially after Canseco named him. Wasn't the Viagra enough?
I think they require the use of regulation bats in MLB.
They have firetruck, and policecar carts at our local Hy-Vee. They are pretty nice for kids.
to provide a few child-sized shopping carts that adorable little future shoppers could push around along side their parent
Harris Teeter used to have those. Come to think of it, I haven't seen them there the last few times I've shopped. Huh. Just the ginormous carts shaped kinda like race cars, where the kids can pretend to steer. I kinda like those--they make the kids happy, yet keep them in a parentally controlled space.
I think they require the use of regulation bats in MLB.
As long as they're wood.
I'm imgaining that Jilli leaves Whole Foods one day with a small child and cart who have accidentaly gotten caught under Jilli's hoopskirt
I'm wearing mostly knee-length petticoats nowadays, so that's not as much of a danger as it used to be. There is one used bookstore, however, that I had to do a cat check at before I left. The store cats thought that trying to escape under my hoopskirts was the funnest thing ever.
I thought it was a Northeastern thing, shoving change and bills and receipt at you and then expecting you to get out of the next guy's way. I don't recall that ever happening down South. I hate it. I hate it almost as much as I hate the people who meander through parking lots as if they were the only people on Earth.
The store cats thought that trying to escape under my hoopskirts was the funnest thing ever.
I'm finding it pretty damn entertaining, so I can see where they were coming from.