minicart

Mighty Weggers, the best supermarket-chain in the entire known universe, has introduced a new minicart (pictured) for the casual shopper.


Ooooooooooooohhh!

Ever vigilant, Weggers has noticed many of its shoppers aren’t buying a week’s groceries. There are quite a few of these, to whom Weggers supplies shopping-carts big-as-a-Buick, plus NASCAR-carts for the kids, and motorized carts for Granny (“coming through!”).
But many are just dropping in to buy milk and/or eggs and/or bread, now that these staples are no longer delivered to your door. (Do you remember that, pups? Our bread in Erlton was Freihofer's, and our milk was Sealtest. In Delaware it was HyPoint — Big Ed, father of Peg-a-lou.)
But now you buy this stuff at the grocery. The milk is Weggers brand. And the eggs come from Wegger’s egg-factory, where the chickens get warehoused, dewinged and debeaked (so-called “battery-eggs”).
Weggers is at least two stops a week for us — one for what’s left of the week’s groceries, and one for milk/bananas/whatever to finish out the week (we also buy fresh spinach, since the frozen is like baled hay).
What I usually got was their smaller cart, not as small as this new minicart, yet not as-big-as-a-Buick.
A hand-basket wasn’t big enough, plus it’s a drag with a gallon-jug of milk.
So now we were faced with using a new cart that could be perceived as “cute.”
Giant leap a few weeks ago — we took a new one: ooooooooooooohhh!
So now mighty Weggers has three types of carts, and only two storage-chute sizes in the parking-lot.
They haven’t retired the old carts yet, but probably will. I don’t look forward to using a cart as-big-as-a-Buick to shop for two.