|Westfield. Don't mess with us.|
They said it was a health and safety issue. I caused a big ruckus, asking for the rules in writing. I pointed out prams, and wondered if they were violating the health and safety of others.
I deliberately made a fuss, and I kind of enjoyed the chaos that followed. More and more security people came over to try to goodcop/badcop me into handing over the shopping cart. One fellow had a little lapel camera into which I performed.
The best part was when he threatened to ban me from the mall. All the money I would save! I should get my children banned too.
I live two blocks from Westfield, to park at the mall would be wasteful and ludicrous. I only wanted to get to Jamie Oliver's with the cart, then carry my bags home.
But I was absolutely at fault. When I started to tell my friend what I had done, I realised I had been asinine and juvenile. I was pushing a cartful of groceries.
None of the guards asked if I need help carrying them, but they might've offered had I not been such a jackass.
I'm publicly apologising this instant for my behaviour, especially to the young man with sideburns, who was so upset he wouldn't shake my hand or tell me his name. Security did a great job handling the situation. But they should be on high alert, since I'll definitely do it again. I just won't be so confrontative next time.
And I won't buy as heavy a load.
I can't wait for John Lewis to arrive! More Mall!"