I was in a small, crowded store today and a man was there with three children, none of whom he was paying much attention to. One of the kids had a cart that he had no interest in steering away from people, so when I saw him for a second time, I quickly turned around and went down the next aisle. I ended up behind the man and his kids in the cashier’s line, and the boy was in charge of putting his cart away, which he tried to do by pushing it through me since I was blocking his way to the small line of carts next to me.
I looked that boy square in the eye and snapped “Say ‘Excuse me.’ It’s not nice to run people over.”
Then he smiled and walked outside with his family. Somebody cut me a switch. Also, GET OFF MY LAWN!