Someone stole my cart!

Story for Sisters in Seattle

 

I will share this story in a different format -- I will let my sister be the author and I will let you see how our editing exchanges took place at the end. Read ON:

Melissa, Marci, Janie, Jess, Colette - Seattle Temple
LOVE these Ladies

 

Janie's Perspective on our trip to Costco

 

Colette, Jessie and I stayed in the car while Melissa and Marci ran in to Costco. They were taking FOREVER so Colette kicked back in her seat and tried to snooze and we talked for awhile. Melissa and Marci kept texting saying things like "Marci is loving it in here -it's her first time in Costco" and then they'd send us pics of clothing items to ask our opinion. They finally said they were getting close to coming out, so we found a parking space near the front of the store and watched for them to come out.

 

Then the following happened: A man came out of Costco with a full cart. A woman pulled up and opened the trunk. As the man put his first load of groceries in the trunk, his cart rolled backward across the parking lot, and, get this - right into the cart return!! At that same moment, a van pulled up and stopped right between the man and his rogue cart. He couldn't see his cart due to the van, and as he turned to get another load, he threw his hands up and grabbed his hair (he was kind of a Norwegian ski-bum looking guy, longer blonde hair, big build) and yelled "SOMEONE TOOK MY CART!" Then he banged on the driver's side window where his woman was sitting and yelled again, "SOMEONE TOOK MY CART!" Then he kind of started running around, back and forth, yelling "SOMEONE TOOK MY CART!" in his Norwegian ski bum accent. If I remember correctly, there were a few swear words thrown in there too. Colette and I decided to help the poor man out and rolled down our windows to tell him. I said, "It's over here!!" but he was kind of frantic at this point and just looked at me and kept yelling "SOMEONE TOOK MY CART!" Then, Colette, in her gentle voice said, "Sir! Sir! Excuse me! Your cart rolled over here!" He heard her, finally and went over to get his cart, parked right in the cart return, still full of groceries. He just kept swearing, and didn't even turn to tell us thank you or anything...

So there you go. Don't let anyone take your cart

 

Jess the Queen chimes in:

Jane, thanks for retelling this story. I love it! However, do you think Colette could have yelled to a point where that man could hear her with her soft voice? I think that part might be a little off, but no worries that my name was replaced with Colette's. I love it anyway.

 

Back to Jane

Oh no! Sorry I messed that part of the story up. As I was retelling it I felt like a person trying to describe a criminal event (am I getting the details right?) Anyway, sorry.

Jane the insane

In talking to Jane the Insane about this after the email exchange, I stood up for myself (and my quiet voice) when Janie told me that Jess was the one who yelled out to the guy by telling Janie, "Jess probably had to clear her throat before yelling to the guy."

 

 

One last funny for the day, Marci told us to smile for a picture at the pier. We pulled a "Marci" -- look at our eyes. Hahahaha -- we love you Marci!