There are so many things to love about Australia:
Ridiculously cute animals like koalas and wallabies.
Cool buildings like the Opera House.
Passionate sports fanatics.
Words and phrases like “mate” and “g’day” and “no worries”.
The amazing (Asian) food that you can find everywhere.
Teh fact that most people don’t take themselves too seriously and are quick to have a laugh.
I love so much about this nation. So much. (I’ve been here 12 years, duh.)
But there is one thing I hate. (And yes, I know “hate” it a very, very strong word. One I don’t use often.)
Yes, I hate the cockroaches, the ants, and the mosquitoes that I come across on a daily basis… but that’s not what I’m talking about.
What I’m talking about is this:
THE AUSTRALIAN SHOPPING TROLLY.
(Otherwise known as a shopping cart.)
I have never, ever, EVER driven one of these things that steers correctly. Tehy are not made to balance and flow like the American ones.
They simply will not go in a straight line when in less than perfect circumstances.
Going around a bend (with a full cart) is like trying to pull a semi-truck around a hair-pin turn on the side of a mountain pass. Ugh.
Trying to push a cart with 50+ pounds of groceries in it and steering it in teh right direction when there is any remote slope to the ground is virtually impossible… Comparable to crocodile wrestling. (Just try to imagine that.)
I’m convinced that the CEOs of Woolworths and Coles have never gone grocery shopping a day in their lives.
If they had we would be seeing some radical reforms in the trolly department.
A nation that’s built the Sydney harbor bridge, hosted the Olympics, and engineered countless other modern marvels…. yet they can’t figure out how to make a decent shopping cart.
So this, my friends, is the thing I hate about Australia.
Q for you: Have you ever tried to wrangle an Australian shopping cart?
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