My main gripe today is
rude people who use the electric carts Walmart has for the disabled and immense. I want to be careful how I word this because I absolutely do not want to offend people who have a genuine need for the electric cars in Walmart and are
courteous to others. I thank my lucky stars I can still motivate on my own two legs when others cannot, but today's Walmart trip just left me fuming!
For one thing, there was a woman waiting in the front of Walmart because there were no available carts. Our Walmart seems to have an abundance of them but here she was, dropped at the front door, with portable oxygen and no cart for her to use. She had obvious breathing problems and would not be able to trek around our SuperWalmart. I am guessing at least half of the carts were occupied by people who just didn't want to bother walking around the store, so I felt bad for this lady having to wait for a cart.
As I shopped, I had to constantly wait while others blocked the aisles with those electric carts, drove right in front of me, and were oblivious to anyone around them. Not all, I saw a little old lady smile and let someone go before she turned into an aisle so there was a bright spot. But most seemed to be huge people who occasionally got off their carts like there was nothing wrong and otherwise acted like the world owed them a right-of-way. This was all sort of business as usual and besides the poor woman waiting at the entrance, I really did not give it much thought.....until I left.
I am standing waiting for traffic so I can cross the parking lot to my car. A mini-van with a nasty-looking, behemoth woman at the wheel, cuts hard in my direction to turn down one of the lanes. I am already as far over as I can get, there is no side walk in the parking lot. There is plenty of room to the side of me for a car or even two to pass! I scrunch over as far as I can get into my cart, which is at the curb, and the woman still brushes against me with her filthy mini-van! I holler, "For crying-out-loud, lady!" Which she answers by calling me a "female dog" and telling me to get the he// out of her way. I can hardly believe this! So, I am leaving the parking lot in my car and I see her lumbering out of her mini-van into one of the electric carts in the parking lot. She is huge! I am still fuming so, stupidly, I say, "Lady I was already at the curb when you almost ran me over!" Now I have still refrained from any cussing or name-calling -- the worst I called her was "lady," a term she in no way resembles. But she let's go with the foulest mouth you ever heard and says to shut up or she will kill me next time and that is so cleaned up, you won't believe it. People everywhere and she is using her full vocabulary of dirty words.
How can anyone act like that? I was standing still, waiting to cross a road and as far off the road as I could possibly get! She almost runs me over, wipes her van's dirt on me and she cusses me! I am embarrassed by the encounter and don't say another word. All the way home I fumed and thought of all the things I could have said. But I guess I am glad she left me dumbstruck. I would have hated sinking to her level. But still..... I feel like I left something completely undone. The Good Lord above is helping me out though.....it started raining hard just as I got the last of my groceries in. So, she should be getting really soaked about now. Is it evil to be grinning so big?
Ah, what goes around comes around.........