Thursday, October 20, 2011

Grocery go-carts

The grocery store is not an amusement park, nor is it a raceway. What it is, rather, is a clusterfuck, clogged with baby buggy bumper cars, grocery carts tricked out with a plastic toy car for your little one to lounge in while being chauffeured down the cereal aisle.
 
Excuse me, but while you're drivin' Miss Lazy, I’m trying to get to my Cocoa Puffs. Your bulbous pace car is cock-blocking my sugar addiction. This will not stand. Steer your fender extender to a less-trafficked aisle before I commit a moving violation of my own.
 
(Photo: raisingmaine.mainetoday.com)

9 comments:

Divalicious Deeds said...

It's made infinitely worse when you get stuck behind someone with kids who fight over who sits on what side of the damn things. Ugh. I cannot see the usefulness of those things, other than to annoy the crap out of others. But then again, you're talking to a woman who doesn't believe in putting a leash on children either.

kelly said...

try taking a toddler grocery shopping. then you can talk. sorry you're inconvenienced, but it's keeping my kid happy so he's not screaming. that would annoy you more.

Eveline said...

These doesn't annoy me half as much as parents feeding their children while shopping. My mum never gave us anything while walking around the shop, we were taught to behave ourselves. No screaming or shouting, no running off, no dumping items in the cart that Mum didn't want.

Now you constantly see parents (mums mostly) already opening the crisps packs, fruit juice and sweets just to keep their offspring happy. And guess what.. It's making them scream for goodies as soon as they enter the store, beceause they are used to stuffing their faces while running around.

And before anyone asks, yes, I have taken toddlers to supermarkets, but guess what, no is no. And you can't have anything until the pennies have been paid. End of.

SkitzoLeezra said...

But looka, Jennifer, the faux car open windshield is at perfect butt height. If you are the fortunate few that can purposely emit gas, I say crop dust that kid.

Colleen said...

Both the post and the comments are totally making me smile, but...I absolutely love these car-carts. I'll purposely choose a store that has them over one that doesn't because my kids love them SO MUCH. And yes they do annoy other people but I'm pretty sure that if you measure the amount of happiness created by them and subtract the annoyance, the verdict of utilitarianism: MORE CAR CARTS! :D

Courtney B said...

I hate these things because it makes your toddler scream (even though I don't have kids, I can say from experience) bloody murder until you stick him in this. And then you look like a fool running into everything because you don't know how to drive the beast :) Plus, it hardly holds ANY groceries.

Unknown said...

I'm cool with the car carts...I'd like to punch the inventor of the little cart in the face...It's a miniture grown up cart that your little one can wheel around the store just like you do...except they ram you in the back of the legs with it...and put food you don't want in it...and 20 min into your 40 min grocery run, they decide it's not fun anymore and you've got to push....hate that flipping little cart!

Unknown said...

Car cart is fine with me...It's the inventor of the little cart I want to punch in the face. The little cart is a mini cart "Just Like Mommy's", but smaller. Your little one can stroll the aisles pushing it like a big girl...except not knowing how to steer, she rams you in the heel with it...and puts food you don't want to buy in it...and 20 min into your 40 min trip, she's tired of it and you have to push it hunched over like your great-grandma...I HATE that thing!

Wendi Kitsteiner said...

I have 3 children 3 and under. These carts allow me to take all three kids to the store at the same time. Without it, I can't really shop 1 on 3.

And to the food comment, I have adopted and biological children of different sexes. Kids are different. Some kids can sit well. Some cannot. The parents are doing that to appease other parents who are getting mad at being stuck behind them.