What I don't like about shopping are the inconsiderate people. The little old lady that looks right at you but then jack knifed her cart in the middle of the isle and walks away. Then she has the nerve to give me a shocked look when I T-bone her cart with mine. They really need to start putting cowcatchers on shopping carts.
The crowds aren't too much of an obstacle. I use my long hair, beard and tattoos to my advantage. I just look irritated and walk to where I want to go. I'm like Moses, the crowd just parts.
