Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Ah La Cart!



I had no plans last night. I volleyed with the idea of doing laundry but then ate dinner and sat on my butt instead. Then I started going through the mail and thumbing through the Ace Hardware ad. On the back page was a foldable cart. It has a 300-pound capacity.

Hmmm. Wouldn’t require a lot of storage space. Cost $19.95 (after $5 mail-in rebate). It's designed to help get all junior's stuff moved into the college dorm. Not at This D*mn House! Could be used to haul a whole lot of stuff up and down the driveway. (Containers of mortar, sand, brick.) I passed the ad to the mother, making that point. She glances and nods affirmatively. “But they fold that place up at six o’clock, don’t they?” Mom asks.

They used to, but I had noticed in recent months that they were staying open a little later now. Clock on the TV: 7:37 p.m. Store hours on the ad: 8 a.m. to 8 p.m. Should I try to go now? “Go for it,” says the mother, and tosses me a twenty. What a good mother! (BTW, this is the store just across the way from where that alleged murderer was captured recently.)

Humming the Mission Impossible theme, I grabbed my wallet and keys, threw on shoes, flew out the door and gunned the ‘Bird out of the driveway and toward town. Time in Ace Hardware parking lot: 7:44 p.m. (This included a stop sign and two stoplights en route.)

The salesgirl led me right to the display of the carts. There were three left. “Oh, I’ll get it,” she says, and grabs the straps on the box and hefts it up to the counter. As I wait for my change she asks, “Do you need some help out with that?” That made me belly laugh. Me. The Hulkess who has been winging around 60- and 80-pounds bags of mortar for weeks now. Me, idiot that I am, who pounds through six-inch-plus concrete slabs with hand tools. (The box is longish and awkward but weighs just a little more than a standard pail of cat litter and a little less than a case of water. ) “Uh, no, but thanks,” says I, grabbing up my purchase and heading for the door.

As I’m going out, a guy is coming in. I step aside so he can get in as he doesn’t show any sign of holding the door. (I welcome chivalry, but don’t expect it.) I am spinning around so my backside can push open the door when all of a sudden, the guy suddenly backs up and opens it. (I think the salesgirl gave him a dirty look.) Because I’m leaning slightly backwards, I nearly go hurtling through the door but caught myself in time. I guess the awkward step caught the attention of a guy driving a forklift in front of the store. “Need some help with that, ma’am?” he yells to me.

“Nope, I got it. Thanks.” But do you want to come and bust up some concrete?

(P.S.: The cart is great. All you have to do is attach the wheels. Just make sure you put the swivels on under the handle. I put one on wrong before I realized that not all four wheels swivel. It’s about 10 inches or so thick when you fold the handle down, and it’s maybe 30” by 20,” so very easy to store. But I don’t plan to store it anytime soon. It will be ferrying stuff up and down the driveway ‘til the PROJECT ends. If I don't turn it into a scooter. I couldn't resist the urge to try it on the smooth DR floor. Can't wait to try the driveway!)

5 comments:

Ty'sMommy said...

Oh my god, that's the first thing I thought of when I saw the picture: "I want to go for a ride!" hahaha you should so take it for a test drive. Great deal on the cart - wish we had an Ace somewhere nearby, I'd go get one myself. I don't have a decent dollie at home and a husband who is useless. :)
Love the Mission Impossible reference.

NV said...

Yep! Test drivin' this weekend. :-)
I tried to get Ozzie to ride on it once it was assembled, but he declined. Toby saw it rollin' at him and promptly ran away.

Ty'sMommy said...

I am such a dope. We DO have an Ace here in town. I am seriously losing it. I was just there the other day buying a new shower head. I may have to go see if they have any carts there. I mean, I need to get a can of KILZ and some plumber's tape anyway....

Anonymous said...

Oooh, I could have so used that last night. I had put all of the boxes and packing paper outside to be out of the way. Well, it's been raining everyday here. Wet cardboard and paper are heavy. I wonder if we have an Ace around here. Wait, no more stuff...

SmilingJudy said...

Funny. :D

In my "old age", I am learning to let the men haul crap around the store for me. 1) It's just easier than continually spewing "no, thanks, i got it." 2) I figure if I have to take care of it once it's in the car, they can handle the first part of the journey.