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Kain Highwind · 01-30-2008, 01:25 PM

Seriously, they have a policy where anybody can use it. I broke my leg, and I wanted to use one because I needed to go shopping with my mom for little things and what she needed was way back in the store. They were all out. It was cool, and my Mom pushed me around in the little wheelchair they offered me. But halfway through the trip Mom wanted a cart so we went back to the front. A heavy woman was outside smoking a ciggerate while on her cell was on one. The greeter goes outside and asked if we could take it since her party was here to pick her up. She said...

"I NEED IT BECAUSE I CANNOT WALK FAR."

...She then goes into the car ranting and raving, and the battery was extremely low and sluggish. I told Mom I would wait for another one up front and the greeter was talking to me how much of a bitch that fat person was, that she comes every saturday and do the same ****. A kind little old lady offered me hers that her husband is in the check-out line. I thanked her and went back to my Mom.

But seriously...why be defensive off of something you don't even own?

01-30-2008, 01:25 PM	#1
Kain Highwind Senior Member Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: Pending. Gender: Posts: 5,788 Thanks: 127 Thanked 117 Times in 82 Posts Points: 3,374.11 Bank: 47,139.19 Total Points: 50,513.30 Donate	Fat People on Wal-Mart scooter carts Seriously, they have a policy where anybody can use it. I broke my leg, and I wanted to use one because I needed to go shopping with my mom for little things and what she needed was way back in the store. They were all out. It was cool, and my Mom pushed me around in the little wheelchair they offered me. But halfway through the trip Mom wanted a cart so we went back to the front. A heavy woman was outside smoking a ciggerate while on her cell was on one. The greeter goes outside and asked if we could take it since her party was here to pick her up. She said... "I NEED IT BECAUSE I CANNOT WALK FAR." ...She then goes into the car ranting and raving, and the battery was extremely low and sluggish. I told Mom I would wait for another one up front and the greeter was talking to me how much of a bitch that fat person was, that she comes every saturday and do the same ****. A kind little old lady offered me hers that her husband is in the check-out line. I thanked her and went back to my Mom. But seriously...why be defensive off of something you don't even own?