Vance parks in the crosshatches next to the disabled space during a snowstorm so I have to go back into the store again to have him paged so I can access my car in my wheelchair. He then takes 20 minutes to finish shopping before coming out, and acts like I’m the one who inconvenienced him by making him rush. (Yes, this actually happened. It wasn’t Vance, but someone like him.)
If he notices, he chuckles to himself. But I’m feeling like he wouldn’t care enough to notice which direction the cart goes, as long as it doesn’t inconvenience him.
Walz puts his cart back. Vance leaves it sitting in the parking spot next to him.
Vance parks in the crosshatches next to the disabled space during a snowstorm so I have to go back into the store again to have him paged so I can access my car in my wheelchair. He then takes 20 minutes to finish shopping before coming out, and acts like I’m the one who inconvenienced him by making him rush. (Yes, this actually happened. It wasn’t Vance, but someone like him.)
And it rolls into some poor person’s old beater car and scratches it.
If he notices, he chuckles to himself. But I’m feeling like he wouldn’t care enough to notice which direction the cart goes, as long as it doesn’t inconvenience him.
He just lets go of the cart and what happens happens.