• At the post office, only after you've weighed your package, entered the destination zip code, replied no, you don't want any more services, and slid your card through, all using one hand with a boy who loves buttons in the other, the self-service postage machine will not accept your card and you will be forced to stand in line along with the obviously smarter people who bypassed the self-service machine.
• You will drop your keys, not one, not two, but three times while carrying your child out to the car.
• Only after you've heave-hoed him into the seat will you realize you got the shopping cart with the defective child safety belt.
• Then, only then, after you change carts and start to make your way down the grocery aisle, will you realize, lucky you, you also got the shopping cart with the bad wheel alignment that goes wobble, wobble wobble and pulls you to the left while everyone else points and stares.
• Continuing your effort to avoid interacting with the general public, you will make your way into the self-checkout aisle, ring up all your purchases while your child screams for cookies and curse all self-service machinery as it displays the message "please wait for assistance."
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