Never again

I hate grocery shopping. HATE it. But apparently, we need to eat, and the fairies don’t deliver to people who don’t believe in them.

I could do online shopping, but paying the delivery fee plus the full price on every item bites. And I have to think about what I want up to two days before I want it.

So after avoiding the shops for two weeks, I braved it last night. Mark had the kid, I was on my own, and I thought I’d better bite the bullet.

Big mistake.

I pushed the trolley around, got most of the stuff I needed (and some that I didn’t – forgot to take the list with me), and lined up to pay.

I had my keys and wallet in the top of the trolley, pulled my wallet out to pay, leaving my keys on the child seat. I pushed the trolley through to start loading full bags onto the trolley, turned back to the operator for a second, then turned back and my trolley was gone, along with my keys.

Fast forward an anxious hour, trying to keep watch on every trolley in the store to keep an eye out for my keys, make sure nobody pinches the car, and watch my trolley full of (paid for) groceries. Of course, I had left the phone in the car, so I couldn’t even call Mark to explain where I was.

Eventually a sweet kid handed them to me – they were still in the trolley, mysteriously waiting near the liquor area.

After that experience, online shopping is looking better and better!