Friday, February 17, 2012
Helter Skelter
If you've ever wondered what it would be like if chickens could push shopping carts, wonder no more. Just drop by the supermarket and watch the locals shop.
I seriously don't know what their damage is.... a broken gyroscope, a software glitch? Whatever it is, grocery shopping is certainly an adventure here. People dart about with no rhyme or reason, jerking from aisle to aisle as if they have no control over their own bodies. With no warning they'll reverse course or make sudden turns, ping ponging their carts off each other and the shelving.
Once I was walking about 6 feet behind one woman when she suddenly did a 180 and rammed her cart directly into me. She looked stunned, like she didn't know what just happened. Yesterday I was walking up an aisle towards another woman when she abruptly did a Bat Turn right into the mayonnaise. She then started looking around trying to make sense of it all.
And they have no concept of personal space. They follow each other way too close and then someone will be distracted by a shiny brick of Velveeta and suddenly stop and the next thing you know you have a 4 cart pile-up. You'll get to the check-out line and within moments feel another cart crawling up your ass and banging your shins.
The only excuse I can think of is nerve damage. Probably from years of breathing the toxic air.
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