Cart(e) Blanche

The double checkout line made clear
That if you have a cart,
You join the people on the left
And help to do your part

To move the lines much faster.
If a basket you do hold,
The right-hand side is where you go;
The sign is big and bold.

So there I waited; in my basket
Three things I was buying.
My line was long but moving fast,
Most customers complying.

But naturally, a few spots up,
A woman did depart
From courtesy and manners,
For she pushed a filled-up cart.

No store employee sent her back;
Nobody reprimanded
And those of us behind her
Lacked the chops her move demanded.

Some people think that rules exist
But that they are exempt.
Such selfish rude entitlement
Deserves our best contempt.