P.S.

My mind was preoccupied last night and I left out a major part of my story about my trip to Wal-Mart.

When I was walking into the store, I saw a woman get out of her mini-van and walk into the store. She got onto one of the previously mentioned motorized shopping cart scooters, and away she went. I saw her a few minutes later when I was walking down the rice and pasta aisle, looking for some instant brown rice. I passed by her and she caught my attention and asked if I could grab a box of Zatteran's Cheesy Jambalaya for her. For an instant, I could not breathe. I had just seen this woman walking as well as I was from her car to the motorized shopping cart scooter - so I know she was fully capable of walking, but instead was apparently too damned lazy to get up and take three steps and get a box of sodium-filled jambalaya. I resisted the urge and didn't say a word; I just grabbed the box and handed it to her and walked off.

There's the rest of the story.