She looks very fit as she pushes her cart to her car. She lifts the heavy bags into the trunk with no effort. Then something goes wrong. She can’t seem to make it all the way back to the store with the empty cart. The effort overwhelms her, as if the cart now weights 10 tons. She makes it about five feet and the energy needed to push the cart is gone. Weakness overwhelms her. She has just enough oomph to push the front wheels of the cart over the lip of the curb of a nearby planter. The cart half in the parking lot and is half in the planter. At least the cart is not rolling into another car. She is able to make it back to her car, somehow. I imagine her energy drained. The exertion almost more than she can manage. She starts the car, she must be feeling okay now. Her strength has returned. She can go home, unload the groceries and get to the gym. She knows how important exercise is.
A giant dually pick-up truck pulls into the parking lot. This is an extremely huge truck – likely used mostly for commuting to a desk job. A regular size guy gets out – he seems puny next to the truck. No doubt pleased he was able to navigate the parking lot without hitting any cars or people today. He has through expert parking skills not hit the small red car that he parked next to. He has parked so close there is no way for the owner to get into the car. There were plenty of spaces available in the lot. I assume he wanted to make two points. One, he is expert at leaving other drivers having to go through gymnastics to get into their cars. Two, he did not hit the other car. He is that good. A woman who owns the red car arrives. She walks around the truck. Probably thinking how nice it would be if the truck’s driver died, immediately after he moved it of course.
