One of the items I needed for our cave was a chair mat. I'm notoriously rough on these things, and 6-12 months is about average for me. So I grabbed one off the pile, and was carrying it by the handles
When I got to check-out, the guy took it from me and set it upright in the cart, saying this would make it easier to transport. So it looked like this:
Seemed like a good idea. This way, if I was attacked by stone-throwing members of the rival Samsclub tribe, I'd have a shield.
Until I tried to push the cart. When I discovered I had this view:
Yes, that's Craig in front of the cart, trying to help me navigate my way out without killing anyone or denting another family's dinomobile.
After a few minutes of struggling with this, some 10 year-old walked by and said, "Mister, why don't you just pull the cart instead?"
Craig still hasn't stopped making fun of me (though it's not like he thought of it, either).