Have you lost your weave???

Today I needed to go to the store and pick up a few items for cookies I wanted to bake this afternoon. In efforts to get this errand done quickly so I could be home by 4 to watch Oprah's favorite things show (might post my thoughts on this later) I went to the nearest grocery store, which I like to call Scary Kroger. So I get there, grab a cart, and start rushing around the store. The cart was being a pain, one of the wheels was sticking (I know you've been there). I always either get the cart with the sticky or squeaky wheel....never the nice ones with cupholders (marsh). Anyway, guess what was under the wheel causing the malfunction, a dark brown, kinky weave (or what my friend Kristi likes to call a "wiglet"). Anyway, I was in too much of a rush to get a new cart, so I was completely grossed out for my whole shopping trip and could have dryheaved at any moment. Then, I went home and mustered up enough appetite to bake my cookies. Have you lost your weave, because I found it twisted up in the wheel of my cart at Scary Kroger......yum-o!