Louisville doesn't always handle snowstorms gracefully. But I had to go to the grocery store anyway.
It was PACKED
I had a list. I knew that store like the back of my hand.
Nailed the zucchini, got the best 7 they had left. I was scoring all sorts of deals along my route through the aisles. My cart was getting a little full even.
My Grocery Shopping Strategy
I tackle the store clockwise, around the periphery with the cart, and I leave the cart at the end caps, and walk up the aisle to get whatever I need.
T-Minus 5 minutes until I'm outta there
I had a lot of stuff, and was wrapping it up, coming around to the front to find an open register.
I Forgot The Eggs.
Leave cart at front, and go back to grab a carton of eggs.
I return, eggs in hand, and my cart's gone.
No way am I going to let my buggy of carefully-chosen food items disappear. The hunt begins.
I set out on a serpentine pattern up and down the aisles.
It's hard not to look weird going around looking in everyone's grocery carts.
I Located the Perp. An old lady who thought it was her buggy
I explained she had inadvertently run off with my cart. She was apologetic and bewildered.
I finished my shopping, and made it to the meeting on time.
The sweet smell of success.