Aldi Things You Could Be, And You Chose To Be A Jerk

I have just finished shopping at Aldi, and I am loading the bags from the cart into my car. For those unfamiliar with Aldi’s cart system, you need to put a quarter in the slot on the cart to release it from the lock, and when you return the cart after shopping, you get your quarter back. This is not common at other stores in my area. Still, Aldi is not exactly rare here, so most people know this.

Sometimes, when one is ready to return their cart, and some other customer is heading toward the store, you just offer them your cart, and if you can’t be fussed with taking the cart back, you may refuse the quarter.

I am about to put the last couple of bags into my car when I see another customer getting out of his car and heading toward the store. Wanting to save some time for myself, I speak to him.

Me: “If you can wait just a sec, I’ll put these bags in the car, and you can have my cart. I don’t need the quarter back.”

Customer: “I am not your f****** cart boy.”

Rude, but whatever. I shrug it off, put the last bags in the car, and go to return the cart. As I come up to the cart area, I see the guy trying to yank a cart out of the lock without putting a quarter in. He apparently doesn’t recognize me.

Customer: “How do you get the cart out?”

Me: “You need to put a quarter in to unlock it.”

I say this as I lock my cart and get my quarter back.

Customer: “Oh, I don’t have a quarter. Can you spare one?”

Me: “I am not your f****** bank.”