Don't try to drive the Electric Cart where it was Never Meant To Go!

Ohmigosh I really did it! My daughter had taken me to WalMart, and I used their wonderful electric cart and got to do my favorite thing: shopping

I am very worried that I will be banned from all WalMarts soon. Recently, my car has broken down twice in their lot, once in the firelane. I am also not the best driver of that cart, and I have had a few incidents of things suddenly and mysteriously getting in the way of the cart, usually when I try to back it up.

Today was very nearly disastrous. I drove the cart right into the Ladies' Room, and didn't hit anything, although the hallway in was rather narrow, and there was, I admit, a sign out there telling me not to take my shopping cart in there. I rationalized that they didn't mean not to drive the electric cart in there.

I then got the bright idea when I saw how big the handicap stall was, that I could drive the cart right in there, and I wouldn't have to try and walk into the stall carrying my large 3-hour oxygen tank. (And there were no signs, after all, saying not to drive a cart into the stall.)

My daughter held open the stall door. It began nicely as I pulled into the stall, keeping an eye on my daughter so I didn't run over her feet. Then something happened with a pull-down shelf on the wall in there. I don't know if I hit it or it was just ready to fall. :)

I crashed into the wall kind of at an angle, and the entire huge electric cart with basket became stuck, right there. It was kind of like trying to get a car out of a snowdrift; the front of the cart was somehow even elevated, as though caught on a snowbank.
I revved the engine frantically, and didn't move the cart!

I pictured the entire store Security Staff rushing in to free me. I imagined someone with a cell phone capturing this hysterical sight on their video cam.

I began to laugh really hard at the whole situation, and my daughter was howling with laughter also. Up the row I heard a toilet flush and heard someone running out of the room without washing her hands. I think perhaps she went to call for help.

My daughter and I finally got the big heavy cart off of the snowdrift, wall, or baby-changing shelf .... and then, while backing out from there in a hurry, I rammed the trash holder. We checked for visible damages, and found nothing that seemed like brand new damage or the result of a cart crash.

This could truly have been my life's most humiliating moment, and luckily, no security guards rushed in and we made a hasty retreat out to the checkout lines.

Luckily for my bladder, I don't live far from that WalMart!!!

Hugs to all.

Judy