It doesn’t seem like a huge deal until you find yourself with two tired kids buckled in their seats, one crying, parked almost at the end of the parking lot because it’s NYE.
Who shops on NYE with kids, LOL.
Anyways, little did I know a car parked across the aisle from us was watching me. I placed the cart into the cart return next to that car.
A woman got out and said “I’m so sorry you spilled your milk. I’m a grandma I know how that is. Please let me go in and get you another one.”