I do a lot of shopping. I love shopping for shoes, clothes, make-up, I'll even go shopping for toys for the girls and sports gear but I detest going grocery shopping. There is just something about it that just PISSES ME OFF and thats even before I get to the shops. It causes rage and irritation and it digs down deep and has bred a new social disease. Trolley Rage!I just know a visit to the local Pick 'n Pay will rile me up into a fury that is not pretty and could scare a fucking WWF professional. I know how it will end up, and what kind of mood its going to elicit but yet, I have to go. I will point out the reasons why I hate it. But first, I need to start at the beginning and explain the tools of the trade - The aparatus needed to complete the grating task.According to The Daft Scots Lass, there are three types of supermarket trolley equipment:
- The old-fashioned wire kind. Oh yeah, these are the best for smash-up derbys at yer local Spar and they do the most damage during Trolley Rage, but thats later in the post. These are my personal favourite as they have an aggressive appearance and they make brilliant crashing noises when you offensively bash them against something or someone.
- The plastic, more modern, kind. These are amiable and good-natured pieces of shopping paraphernalia. Kind and gentle mothers seem to prefer them as they are more eco- and child-friendly.
- The Car Trolleys or Car Carts. You know, the ones that have a car attached to the trolley to keep the kiddies entertained. These generally come with four wheels and a steering wheel and are few and far between and if you can't find one, it causes a 3 year old melt-down before you even get into the shop.
