Nov. 16, 2011
I go to Costco about once a month. I'm sure I'm on their watch list as I'm always the mom desperately attempting to drive the vehicle-sized cart with an evil grin on my face. Sometimes I'm laughing outloud or even blurting out "Oh, cranky?".
I’m humored at the men (of all ages) who forget they’re not in their cars on the highway.
They speed around the corners, grumble at you when you’re not moving fast enough and have such a look of disdain on their faces. They really appear to be angry they are there.
They probably are.
I’m guessing they’re also a bit peeved that there aren’t any man carts. Smaller carts that can aid in getting them their 3 or 4 (and no more of course, that would require impulse buying) items they came for.
They should have stores for men only. No browsing allowed.
They can get their aggressions out with other men who can understand their pain.