I hate carts. I hate the people who leave them lying around. I hate the people who take carts and leave them randomly in the store. I hate people who miss the toilet and don't clean up after themselves. I hate that somehow women miss the toilet bowl. I hate people who leave their trash in the carts. I hate people who leave dirty diapers in the carts. I hate how the cart attendant title is actually not indicative of the jurisdiction of the job. I hate how people tell the cart attendant that carts need to be picked up. I hate how no one reads the "restroom is closed sign" and goes into the restroom anyways. I hate how people read the "restroom is closed sign" and go into the restroom anyways. I hate how people read the "restroom is closed sign" then ask me "Can I go in?". I hate how people DON'T read the "restroom is closed" sign then ask me "Is the restroom closed?". I hate how people ignore the "Caution Wet Floor" sign and then slip on the floor. I hate how the said person then files a complaint about the wet floor. I hate how people take carts outside to transport their toothbrush and one other item safely to their cars. I hate how people block the exits with their carts when the cart rack is right next to the exit. I hate how people try to steal Beats by Dre headphones, cut themselves somehow in the process of removing the security devices, bleed down three aisles, force a group of us to clean the aftermath for 2 hours, also force us to trash $1000 worth of merchandise because they bled all over it, and mess up the restroom too JUST BECAUSE THEY DIDN'T WANT TO SPEND $100 FOR A FRIGGIN' HEADPHONE.

You know what I don't hate? I don't hate vests.

(Sorry. This is from a year and a half of pent up frustrations.)