Talk about conditioning. I went to the supermarket, and as habit dictated, had a $1 coin ready and inserted, or tried to insert it, it into the coin slot on a trolley. It would not go in. So I tried another trolley. And yet another. And only then did I realise that all the trolleys were unchained to one another. There wasn’t even a need to put in a coin…
I unparked a trolley, and just then next to me, another shopper was struggling to slot in a coin, and looked confused when the second trolley refused to take it in. I wanted to point out to her that it was not necessary, but by her third go, she had it figured out as well.
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Upon reaching home, at the carpark basement, I entered the lift with a Caucasian lady. She was carrying five big colourful knee-high, doubleshoulder-width bags. She put them on the floor, and I saw that they were full of groceries. They were those eco-friendly bags - from SAM, Carrefour, and one had the words ORG-A-NIC printed across it. Whereas I had only two A3-sized CitySuper eco-bags slung from my arms, and about five plastic ones from the supermarket. I thought I was doing alright, but she put my efforts to shame.