The only time I don’t return the cart is if I see a cyber truck parked on the way to my own car. Then I leave the cart in a spot most inconvenient to the cybertruck owner.
My reward centres do not function normally. I am diagnosed with lazy fuck disease (adhd). I will always return it, no excuses.
While I no longer have the responsibility of collecting carts, I still work in the grocery industry and I appreciate your courtesy. I’ll never forget the agony of rounding up and pushing dozens of them through the snow and slush of a Kmart parking lot. I can’t believe I didn’t do more damage to my body then. Now it’s just the cement floors that are slowly doing me in.
Same. Exactly the same.
There’s more to it than laziness. I am fucking lazy and I always return the trolley. You have to be also selfishly unconcerned for the experience of your fellow man.
laziness is not doing things unless there’s a very good reason to do them
turns out there is a good reason to return shopping cartsAgreed. I’m God’s laziest procrastinator yet even in heavy rain I’ll return my cart.
Cart narcs, our lord and saviour
I’m too European to get this meme.
Some youtuber, who travels the u.s. and harasses people, if they don’t return their carts. It is weird.
It’s not that USAian. He never gets shot.
The ultimate litmus test.
Every time I return my shopping cart now I’m like “skibidi WHOOP WHOOP”
I did it today.
Like to the cart corral or to the door?
Either is better than abandoning it in the middle of the lot, as some people do.
I know carts are a nuisance and can damage cars but I leave carts where they are anchored or free from being caught in a wind. The reason is that handicap people, even those who get a handicap parking spot, often need something to lean on to reach the front door. My mother was one of them and would drive through the parking lot looking for a stray cart to park next to for something to lean on. Even if it meant walking the entire lot. Also, my local grocery store hires people with learning disabilities to retrieve the carts and it gives them a job that no one else would do and it is something THEY can do. CHARLIE follows people to their cars and will help load the car so he can get the cart. Sometimes I leave a bottle of juice, soda or chips in the cart and I’ll say, “That isn’t mine. You can have it.” and a gleeful toothy grin appears on his face. Now if only I were a dentist.
I wonder what ‘ai thinks’ lazy-bonesitis looks like
