There is a cart thief in the Family

Okay, so I'm at Home Depot. I needed to buy some tin set ( a mortor like material) to replace a few kitchen tiles in the kitchen floor that had come loose. The smallest bag was a 50lb bag. Now I know I'm a husky grandpa and I could have carried it to the front of the store, but I decided to look for a cart. I went to the next isle and noticed that there was a bunch of people and there was a cart that appeared to be unattended. I waited for a few minutes and didn't see anyone using the cart so I grabbed it and took it to the next isle. As I was loading the cement into the cart I heard this lady yell, "that man took my cart," the next thing I heard was a home depot salesman say very loudly, "I can't believe that, how rude!" Upon hearing these statements I boogied to the the front of the store, bought the stuff, and rushed to my car. Whew! Well, that's my latest excitement. This time off of work is really getting to me.