What, were you expecting someone else?
That's right folks, my buddyMatt Reigle, esteemed curator ofThe Gripe Report, got married a few months ago and is on his honeymoon right now.
He entrusted me with his baby in his absence, so for this week and this week only, your old uncle Austin is going to be delivering the gripes.
Luckily, these gripes will go out before he gets back and realizes what a terrible mistake he's made in giving me this power, but in the meantime, let's have some fun.
I'm just going to unload a grab bag of gripes I accrued over the weekend that really pissed me off, mainly because Mr. Reigle didn't really leave me a lot of instructions other than to get really angry.
And now, to paraphrase Frank Costanza, "I've got a lot of problems, and now you're going to hear about them!"
It's time we revisited a classic, as this is a topic that I've discussed a few times, most recently thispast November.
I was making my usual shopping run to Target over the weekend (how I loathe Target), and nearly scraped the front bumper of my car on a shopping cart conveniently placed in the middle of the spot.
I realize shopping carts also have four wheels, but for the love of GOD, people, return your carts to the cart corral.
How lazy do you have to be to just abandon your cart in the empty parking spot next to you when there's usually a perfectly good cart corral maybe 70 feet from you?
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