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Friday, November 19, 2004

| | | Something About Shopping | | |

I was at a Target or K-mart or T-Market or something like that. I was finishing up shopping. I had bought a LOT of groceries and had two shopping carts. At this shopping center you had to swipe your credit card in order to get a shopping cart and when you're done shopping, you get your card back. Weird. I guess I hadn't used my card to get both carts, and like found the second one or something. This woman who works at the store confronts me about this and tells me I have to use my card to get a cart and I look at her and ask her, somewhat angrily, "Are you serious?"
She tells me if I don't use my card to officially get another cart, she's going to take like 10 times the normal amount from my card, that she can easily find my card in the system. I was really mad at her. I tell her that she can keep her fucking cart and I push it, still fully loaded with half my groceries, back into the store and I watch it roll along and it bumps slowly but heavily into a fat woman inside the store. I feel a little bad about that, but at the same time feel temporarily vindicated. However I remember that she still has access to my credit card. So, I unload my groceries into this car I have in my dream and go back with my tail between my legs and my hat in my hand and look to see if my other cart's anywhere around - don't see it - and return this cart and get my card back.

That's all I remember.

Brian posted at 10:11 AM.
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