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TIFU when I used someone else’s cart to finish my grocery shopping

This happened a few years ago and I’m still embarrassed when I think about it. I was doing my weekly grocery shopping at Trader Joe’s, eight months pregnant. This was my second pregnancy and being pregnant when you have a toddler means that pregnancy brain hits extra hard.

I’m very habitual when I go grocery shopping. I follow the same path and usually grab the same items every single time. I went down the first row and grabbed what I needed. Walked down the second row and got what I needed. Then I made my way down the frozen aisle. I grabbed what I needed from the right side, then looked to my left and saw something that made my pregnant brain go, “Oooooh yummy! I need this NOW.” I left my cart off to the right so it wouldn’t be in the way and grabbed the yummy item. Put it in my cart and continued shopping.

I finished my shopping and made my way to the cashier line. Only then did I notice… there were things in my cart that I definitely didn’t pick up. Not just one or two things, but half of the cart was filled with items I didn’t pick out. Suddenly it hit me - I must have stolen someone else’s cart. I RUSHED out of line, retraced my shopping path. Down the first aisle, down the second, and then to the frozen aisle. There it was: my cart right where I had left it. Parked on the right side where my pregnant brain got distracted by a tasty frozen snack.

I frozen for a solid 10 seconds, absolutely mortified. If I could have melted into a puddle, I would have. Instead, I glanced around and as quickly as possible I threw all my items in my original cart and ran away from the cart I stole. Then I waddled/ran my pregnant ass to the shortest cashier line, feeling absolutely mortified. I’m sure my face was bright red because it sure felt hot and my ears felt like they were filled with TV static. I’m usually quite chatty with the cashiers, but I didn’t say a word, barely heard anything they said, paid and got out of there as fast as I could.

Years later and I still feel embarrassed about it.

TL;DR I accidentally stole someone else’s shopping cart while pregnant and found my cart abandoned in the frozen aisle.

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