The other day, DH and I had to stop by Walmart to pick up a few things. It was a dark and stormy night... Minus the storms. Walmart is a very popular late night hangout of course, so we were cruising the aisles looking for the perfect space. As we turned onto a new aisle, the husband had to swerve to avoid a runaway shopping cart that was barreling down the aisle on a night with hardly any wind. I jumped out to grab the cart, but didn't get it before it slammed into another persons car, causing quite a scratch and dent.
Of course, who cares that you didn't put your cart back, right?