This is such a weak post. You really wanna be a good steward of carts? Get one from the corral on the way in instead of using one from the inside. Especially if it’s not out of the way. Make the cart retriever’s job even easier. Especially on super hot/cold days.
Also, by taking a cart from the corral and bringing it in with you, you’re actively modeling a virtuous behavior you hope people emulate, which does more to correct the problem than whining online about it.
But it does make me wonder about us sometimes. How did we get this way? How did “Fuck everybody else; got mine” become the default way Americans think? Am I the weird one for being raised to be thoughtful about these kinds of choices?
I don’t claim to be perfect. I’ve had bad days when I take advantage that permissiveness-inconsiderateness that I see around me all the time, but I always know that it’s wrong, and that I’m doing an inconsiderate thing, but that my frustration affords me the grace to be selfish about this one thing.
One of the Academy Award nominated short films this year is Instruments of a Beating Heart, about a class of Japanese first-grade students preparing to perform Ode to Joy for the new first year students that will take their places. It’s primarily about the struggle of one girl, but set against the backdrop of Japanese grade school life, student responsibility and expectation-setting for young humans experiencing their first non-familial social environments. It made me think “Well, at least these kids are going to be alright.”
The most generous explanation I can get is that people who don’t put them in the corrals think they’re not as bad as other people not leaving them in the corrals because “hey, at least I put it on the curb,” or “hey, at least I didn’t didn’t leave it in the handicap area,” or “hey, at least I didn’t put it on a slope so it won’t hit any cars,” etc.
I also think there is just a ton of classism here. A lot of people feel better by belittling others. I think on some level the working class realizes they’re being taken advantage of, but rather than taking it out in those above them they make others feel lower than themselves. “I am a hard worker. I put in 60 hours a week. My body wasted away. I am honorable for doing this to support my family. I am not lazy. I have skills. Minimum wage workers at the shopping center are lazy and have no skills. I am doing them a favor. I will not stoop to their level by performing such tasks.” I think it makes working class people feel like royalty to belittle other working class people they view as less than themselves.
I don’t know how it got like this. I can make guesses all day long but I really don’t know.
I do this, not because I’m courteous but because if I take one from the outdoor corrals I don’t have to wait behind three grannies slowly selecting carts from the inside corral.
Even if they do, in the US there are cart corrals in the parking lot that you leave them in. They need to be emptied and brought back to the store when they fill up.
This is such a weak post. You really wanna be a good steward of carts? Get one from the corral on the way in instead of using one from the inside. Especially if it’s not out of the way. Make the cart retriever’s job even easier. Especially on super hot/cold days.
This is the way.
Also, by taking a cart from the corral and bringing it in with you, you’re actively modeling a virtuous behavior you hope people emulate, which does more to correct the problem than whining online about it.
But it does make me wonder about us sometimes. How did we get this way? How did “Fuck everybody else; got mine” become the default way Americans think? Am I the weird one for being raised to be thoughtful about these kinds of choices?
I don’t claim to be perfect. I’ve had bad days when I take advantage that permissiveness-inconsiderateness that I see around me all the time, but I always know that it’s wrong, and that I’m doing an inconsiderate thing, but that my frustration affords me the grace to be selfish about this one thing.
One of the Academy Award nominated short films this year is Instruments of a Beating Heart, about a class of Japanese first-grade students preparing to perform Ode to Joy for the new first year students that will take their places. It’s primarily about the struggle of one girl, but set against the backdrop of Japanese grade school life, student responsibility and expectation-setting for young humans experiencing their first non-familial social environments. It made me think “Well, at least these kids are going to be alright.”
The most generous explanation I can get is that people who don’t put them in the corrals think they’re not as bad as other people not leaving them in the corrals because “hey, at least I put it on the curb,” or “hey, at least I didn’t didn’t leave it in the handicap area,” or “hey, at least I didn’t put it on a slope so it won’t hit any cars,” etc.
I also think there is just a ton of classism here. A lot of people feel better by belittling others. I think on some level the working class realizes they’re being taken advantage of, but rather than taking it out in those above them they make others feel lower than themselves. “I am a hard worker. I put in 60 hours a week. My body wasted away. I am honorable for doing this to support my family. I am not lazy. I have skills. Minimum wage workers at the shopping center are lazy and have no skills. I am doing them a favor. I will not stoop to their level by performing such tasks.” I think it makes working class people feel like royalty to belittle other working class people they view as less than themselves.
I don’t know how it got like this. I can make guesses all day long but I really don’t know.
I do this, not because I’m courteous but because if I take one from the outdoor corrals I don’t have to wait behind three grannies slowly selecting carts from the inside corral.
It doesn’t matter what the reasoning is. The net effect is positive.
It’s important to maintaining my self-image as a cool and aloof guy that you know I’m not doing the nice thing out of the goodness of my heart.
No problem, Han Solo.
Cart retriever ? Why is that even a job.
Because otherwise the parking lot would just be a mess of carts randomly left everywhere.
Yea, no such thing in my country. Practically everyone returns the cart.
Even if they do, in the US there are cart corrals in the parking lot that you leave them in. They need to be emptied and brought back to the store when they fill up.
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