On Thursday, without The Pony as a helper for my errands, I eschewed the Country Mart visit, and went instead to the Save A Lot out by my bank. It's a smaller store. I was a bit shaky when I got there, due to an incident that will be shared on my not-so-secret blog.
Anyhoo... of all days, there was no cart in the cart corral at the end of the building. AND, there was a small pickup truck parked in my regular handicap space. No placard, no handicap plates. I had to park in the other one, giving me a longer walk. That was NOT helping my situation.
I thought about using my cane to walk to the main cart corral. It's out in front of this Save A Lot, on a sidewalk with a roof over it that runs along the mini-mall. Of course I don't like this set-up, because it's PAST the door, and I have to walk farther to get a cart. I went without the cane, because it's awkward to deal with having a cart. It wants to slide through the openings. I was starting to regret my cane decision by the time I got to the sidewalk. Yet on I hobbled. I was already halfway there.
A lady crossed over from the main parking lot, on her way to the cart corral. She backed one out of the line, turned around, and said,
"Would you like a cart?"
"Yes. Thank you! That is so nice."
"You're quite welcome."
She saved me about 30 feet of walking to the carts, and 30 feet back to the entrance. It might not sound like much to a normal person, but it was very helpful to someone (ME) with sore knees.
THAT is how you help the handicapped!
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