Fight in the Wal-Mart Parking Lot!

So, like I have mentioned before. When I have nothing else to do during lunch at work, sometimes I go wander the Super Wal-Mart... Judge me, I don't care...:)

I left with a Vitamin water, some Fourth of July shortbread cookies for my mom and a TIE-DYEish? dress! Yep, you read that right.

(P.S. Did you know...
-Walmart sells Paula Deen's bakery line? I didn't even now the lady had a brand of baked goods!
-That "Jamba" means 'celebrate'? So Jamba Juice? Celebrate Juice! I like it!

I learned both of these facts while in Wal-Mart at lunch one day. Amazing.)

Anyways. So I was walking to my car with my newly acquired knowledge and my tye-die dress when this punk rocker guy with a 10 inch tall mohawk slammed the trunk of his car and literally shoved his cart into the middle of the parking lot instead of taking it to the cart carrier.

So I will be the first to admit sometimes I am guilty of not putting back my cart and just setting it to the side. But I like to think I would NEVER put it in the middle of the parking lot or anywhere where it could roll into a car and do any damage.

As I passed the cart, another lady walked by. She shook her head at the punk rocker and started lecturing him on respect and rules and whatnot. He just kept driving. I gave the woman a sympathetic nod and kept walking.

She then TURNED AROUND, walked towards me and said,

"Just so you know, young lady, just walking by the cart while knowing it shouldn't be sitting there and not putting it away is just as wrong as him putting it there in the first place!"

It took me a good ten seconds to process what she had said before I realized I was being SCOLDED! By a stranger! Who called me "young lady!" (Umm..Was she not aware I just turned 25?? Don't "young lady" me!)

Before I could think of anything to say, she turned on her heels, made a scene of grabbing the cart and off she went into the store.

Then I felt my face getting hot. and red. That happens when I get in trouble. and embarrassed. I can't believe I am admitting this but I felt my eyes welling up with tears as I walked FAST to my car with my stupid tie-dye dress.

I still don't know how I feel about this encounter... I mean, I suppose she had a point? Buuut maybe being that rude is NOT the way to go about giving 'wisdom' to the youngin's in the Wal-Mart parking lot!

(When I ran into the grocery store today to grab a couple things, I ran past an abandoned cart. I will admit I walked right past it. The guilt started creeping up on me while I was choosing my apples and continued right through to the Skinny Cow ice-cream cup sections... One my way back to the car the guilt was so bad I ran over, grabbed the cart and moved it the 15 feet to the cart station thing.)

FYI Mean Lady @ Wal-mart: I did NOT do that for you. I did it for the cart-boys! ;)