My Special Shopping Cart

Am I the only one who tends to be cursed with the most disfunctional shopping cart everytime I go to the store?  I hate those carts.  They shouldn't be allowed to make the "line up".  I walked into Walmart today, grabbed the next cart in line (and I'm sure if it had a brain it was thinking, "Sucker!") and pushed my way into the most dreadfully necessary store on the planet.  Walmart is a necessary evil.  Anyway, after visiting Customer Service, which for the first time in the history of Walmart didn't have a line at all, I strutted my way to the appropriate departments to get my groceries.  As I was pushing my empty cart, I noticed that the front left wheel didn't even touch the ground and got stuck occasionally when taking corners.  But I took sympathy on the crippled shopping cart.  I trudged on.  But this trip to the store wasn't a quick simple one.  We were not only lacking food at our house, but bathroom supplies, cleaners and paper goods.  After nearly 2 hours of shopping I had a cart so packed and overflowing that it would've been a challenge for even my husband to handle.  And to make matters worse I was constantly reminded of the sympathy I had unfortunately taken on my handicap cart.  The weight of my groceries caused the cart to lean onto the broken wheel making it impossible to push at all.  I can't count how many times I turned a corner to enter a new aisle only to have the broken wheel dig into the floor causing the handle of the cart to jam violently into my abdomen.  There is a good possibility that I have an injured organ.  But I was a trooper, and I continued on.  The cart was getting so heavy and overloaded that it was no longer an option to push it so I tried to pull it.  That worked okay if I lifted up on the leaning corner as I pulled.  After some time of doing that I added a ruptured vertebrae to my list of injuries.  But miracles do happen and two happened at Walmart today.  The first miracle was the quick attention I was given at Customer Service.  The second was the open check-out line when I was finished shopping.  So despite my internal bleeding and aching back my trip to Walmart was somewhat of a success.  I got what I needed and then some.  But just a word to the wise from someone who knows what she's talking about.....don't take pity on the handicap shopping carts.  It's like if you were choosing a team for kickball.  You wouldn't choose the kid with the gimp leg.  Just sayin'.