Clickety clack, clickety, clack. Or wast it more of a clunkity clunk, clunkity clunk? I'm not sure, but at one point, I thought my grocery cart sounded like it had a square wooden wheel. Oh, maybe better luck next time. Nope, squeak, squeak, squeak. Or was it something else I can't even describe? The third time? My cart purred like a kitten!
Why is it almost every time, well, apparently 66% of the time, I go to the grocery store, I get a disabled and noisy cart? And you know what else bugs me? You never really know it until you have pulled far enough away from the cart corral that you would look like a total idiot returning your cart and trying out different and better ones. Is that better or worse than walking through the entire grocery store with a cart that draws attention, not just to you, but to what is IN your cart?
Three stores yesterday. Three carts. Two were noisy and disabled. I was thankful it was just the noise and the bumping. It's really a pain in the ass when you get one that doesn't steer correctly and you don't realize it until you have gone down the straight aisle all the way to the end of the store and then tried to hang a left with a cart that doesn't know how to turn!