Cart Surfing:

As always, I am at work and I am on my lunch break typing my thoughts of the day. It has been rather slow for the past week due to our completion of one of our biggest work projects. I ended up going with Dad to Sam’s Club to stock up on goodies for the break room store. My job in the store was to push the cart.

We’re not talking a regular sized shopping cart here, mind you. We are talking the equivalent of a flatbed truck in cart size. By the time that we were finished shopping we had a nice amount of goodies on this beast. One could not make sudden turns with this thing. It was awesome!

We finally got out to the parking lot and loaded everything into Dad’s Element and I was tasked with returning the cart. Being the person I am, I got this wicked idea: the cart return holder in the middle of the parking lot is on a down hill incline from my current position. Giving into the temptation, I surf the cart down the lot, but I am forced to jump off and steer it because my present course would have put a middle aged woman into her car’s trunk with her freshly acquired groceries.

This whole scenario would have been much sweeter with an empty parking lot. Maybe I will return to said parking lot some evening....