<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post115025426038547325..comments</id><updated>2010-03-11T11:13:13.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Life on Planet Jim: Un-shopped! (or: Victim of the Cart Nazi)</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.jimmckee.com/feeds/115025426038547325/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/115025426038547325/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.jimmckee.com/2006/06/un-shopped-or-victim-of-cart-nazi_13.html'/><author><name>Jim McKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04302154484950586503</uri><email>JimMcKee.blog@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-115073760034159218</id><published>2006-06-19T13:20:00.343-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:20:00.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>JIM! I was cracking up when I read this! I had som...</title><content type='html'>JIM! I was cracking up when I read this! I had something VERY similar happen to me a couple months ago. I was shopping for "wet burrito stuff" at one of the local stores while I waited for my daughter to finish her PT appointment! Well, I had gotten everything in my cart plus a few other things, checked out, picked up my daughter and went home. I started getting the things out of the bags and was like..."where is the sauce?" Kept looking..."OH MY GOD, where is the lettuce and tomato?" Jim, I shit you not, I had EVERYTHING in that cart that I needed for my AWESOME wet burritos and some CART NAZI musta wanted to make burritos that nite too cuz they took my stuff right outta my cart!!!!!! I could not believe it! My kids thought I was nuts! I checked the receipt...nope, not on there...glad I didn't pay for stuff that disappeared! It was really WEIRD...I was pissed that day because it forced me to go to yet another store, but look back on it now and just laugh! DAMN NAZI'S! LOL</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/115025426038547325/comments/default/115073760034159218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/115025426038547325/comments/default/115073760034159218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.jimmckee.com/2006/06/un-shopped-or-victim-of-cart-nazi_13.html?showComment=1150737600343#c115073760034159218' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.jimmckee.com/2006/06/un-shopped-or-victim-of-cart-nazi_13.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-115025426038547325' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24953038/posts/default/115025426038547325' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>