My mom and I took a roadtrip to Ft. Dodge on Saturday to visit my sister. It was a girl's day. Tara made us lunch. We went to Hobby Lobby. We sat outside on Tara's party patio and girl chatted. We had ice cream at Dairette. Okay, before I get into our lesson for the day let me talk about Dairette. If you're ever in Ft. Dodge, aside from the prison, it's the #1 place you need to visit. My mom got a turtle sundae and there were toppings from the bottom to the top of the cup. Tara got a butterfinger...Whip? I think that's what it was called. It's the Diarette's version of a Blizzard. Butterfinger in every bite! They DO NOT skimp on toppings. I got some brownie thing and there were like 4 brownies in it. It was insane. No one could finish.
There's my brownie treat. Now you understand. Go to Dairette.
In the midst of all these good times we had to go to Walmart. Normally my goal for everyday is, avoid Walmart. Well sometimes you just gotta go to Walmart! We went. It was fine...enough. Until we got to the check out. I was checking out ahead of Tara, mom was pushing Tara's cart and Tara was walking beside it. Well while I was finishing my transaction the cashier, an older woman with penciled on eyebrows and bleached out hair, told my mom and sister the proper way to place a shovel in a shopping cart. WE ARE AT THE GOD DAMN CHECK-OUT LINE! We made it! We don't need any tips about placing garden shovels in carts. We got it. What was this lesson for? "For next time."
Well, my mom and Tara start moving the shovel around. I told the cashier, "I don't think she's going to be coming in and buying any more shovels. So it's fine." You know what she told me? She told me, "You never know." But that is the thing! I do know. That's my sister and I know she won't be buying any more shovels at Walmart. If she needs another shovel she will obviously go to Menards where she does the majority of her shopping.
So that was our big lesson for the day. How a shovel is supposed to be placed in a cart at Walmart.
Which leads me to my big question. Why does everyone want to tell everyone else how to conduct their lives? This goes beyond shovels. I mean big picture. People deciding they know what's best for everyone else. Everyone just worry more about yourself. Make yourself better and we'll all be better off.