*boggle*

We stopped by Wal*Mart earlier today, and before we went to the checkout, I called my bank ...to be told that our account had about eight hundred dollars less in it than we expected. So we returned the frozen stuff to the shelves, and abandoned the cart full of dry goods in the middle of the store (on the theory that if I worked there, I wouldn't trust the customers to reshelve their own books, as it were). Some nine hours later, after we'd gotten the bank stuff straightened out, we returned to the store.

Our cart was still there, untouched. Didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but it saved us forty-five minutes, at least.