There’s the one guy who wrangles the shopping carts, collecting them from the cart stalls or, just as likely, the middle of the parking lot or overturned in a planter. I see how hard he works. Constantly. He busts his ass to make sure people have carts.
It’s for his sake that I usually take my cart back into the store. If I can lighten his burden by a simple act of kindness I will.
It’s for his sake that I usually take my cart back into the store. If I can lighten his burden by a simple act of kindness I will.