Did something new at work today, found a new kind of fat I hate! So on this busy Sunday, I got sent out to haul in grocery carts from the parking lot. Not sure why, as I am possibly the smallest cashier we have and look a bit silly trying to wrangle a line of carts, but it was nice out and I got a good workout running around. But here's the thing: when people are leaving the store, if they've only got a couple bags, they'll grab their bags and leave the cart in the entryway. We love this, because it's one less cart to run after and another customer can grab it easy. Except fats. I saw so many damn fats this afternoon walk out with a full-sized cart, one or two little bags tucked in the top child seat, leaning on the handlebar like they can't walk without something to support them. Then they tend to leave those carts just outside their cars, rather than putting them in the cart corral, in a perfect spot for me to have to chase them down so they don't hit someone else's car! It's a little thing, but as always, fuck fats and their constant habit of making lives harder. May all their cars get hit by stray carts, amen.