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This morning I was pulling a row of carts in from the sidewalk and I saw a man with his young son crossing the parking lot. The man asked me if I could give him one of the carts, which I happily complied with. But then he said something that caught my attention.
Parent of the Year = PY
PY: Thank you, I'm just going to get the baby.
Okay, I think, maybe he left his wife or another adult with the baby so he could grab a carriage. I see it happen all the time. He left his son, who couldn't have been older than three, on the sidewalk and took the shopping cart out to his car.
Now, he was parked beside one of the mulch patches, which is right across from the road from the doors. But as I'm breaking down the row of carts to bring into the store, I see that there wasn't an adult in the car, but rather he had left his baby in the car.
Okay, the baby was probably about eighteen months, but, still, it was a baby. That he left alone. In the car.
Yes, he was going to grab a shopping cart, but lets say I hadn't come along. The only carts that would be close enough for him, as he walked in with his three year old son, would have been inside the store.
That would have been a good five or six minutes that his baby was sitting in the car. Alone.
Maybe I'm over reacting a teensy bit. But I told my supervisor who was just as surprised as I was, but when he saw that the father come in with both kids in the cart, told me there was nothing we could do about it.
Parent of the Year = PY
PY: Thank you, I'm just going to get the baby.
Okay, I think, maybe he left his wife or another adult with the baby so he could grab a carriage. I see it happen all the time. He left his son, who couldn't have been older than three, on the sidewalk and took the shopping cart out to his car.
Now, he was parked beside one of the mulch patches, which is right across from the road from the doors. But as I'm breaking down the row of carts to bring into the store, I see that there wasn't an adult in the car, but rather he had left his baby in the car.
Okay, the baby was probably about eighteen months, but, still, it was a baby. That he left alone. In the car.
Yes, he was going to grab a shopping cart, but lets say I hadn't come along. The only carts that would be close enough for him, as he walked in with his three year old son, would have been inside the store.
That would have been a good five or six minutes that his baby was sitting in the car. Alone.
Maybe I'm over reacting a teensy bit. But I told my supervisor who was just as surprised as I was, but when he saw that the father come in with both kids in the cart, told me there was nothing we could do about it.
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