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Archive for August 22nd, 2005
This weekend ACWF and I went to the local Target to pick up some coffee for her, and some shampoo, because we had coupons for Target. We use coupons now because ACWF is such a wicked thrifty shopper that she can save almost 30% on the grocery bill. We also ALWAYS send in the rebates, which never look like much when you have a four dollar check in your hand, but when you’re getting 1 or 2 4 dollar checks a week, it starts to add up.
Anyway, we’re pulling into the parking lot at Target, which is in a perpetual state of clusterfuckery because no one wants to park in a row that’s not adjacent to the door of the store. So 90% of the people pulling into the parking lot are parking in the same 3 rows. Because everyone is trying to park in the same spot, traffic always gets congested right around the doors. It’s especially bad when people pull up into the NO PARKING zones to load their cars. Lazy bastards.
So after we finally make our way past all the assholes who want to park at the back of the 1st row, and past all the assholes in the no parking zone, we park in the 1st spot of the fifth row and walk past cars that are still waiting to turn into their precious 1st row.
As we step onto the sidewalk and make our way toward the door, we see a woman and kid of about 7 loading their cart into the van in the NO PARKING area. The dad seems to be supervising. When they finish moving their 4* bags into the van the woman pushes the cart up against the exterior wall of the Target, turns around, and starts talking to the husband.
Apparently oblivious to all her surroundings, and the law of gravity, the woman does not realize that a cart left on a slope will roll down that slope, as her cart was currently doing.
The cart quickly gained momentum, smashed into the back of the kid’s head and sent the kid flying face first into the side of the van where he knocked out his front teeth. The mother clearly now operating in a drunken stupor, was none the wiser to a child bleeding to death on the ground around her that was quickly becoming soaked with her offspring’s blood.
Or, that’s what would have happened if I hadn’t grabbed the cart in time. I then pushed the cart the extra 20 feet to the cart corral. When I looked back to check on the retarded mother, I saw that she was still standing and talking to the dad. Clearly their time was of such value that she couldn’t have pushed the cart to a place where it wouldn’t have disfigured her son for life.
People like that give all parents a bad name, and make the case for forced sterilization based on paternity aptitude tests all the stronger.
*Not 100 bags, which would merit a NO PARKING violation, and not 4 bags full of lead weights, which would also merit a violation, but 4 regular dumb bags of crap.
