My feet hurt.
Yesterday, I spent my workday wrangling carts again.
It wasn't as bad as Tuesday, when I wrangled in the blazing sun and hadn't done the job for quite some time, so I ended up with very sore legs, a sore back, and sunburn.
This time, my muscles were ready. But it was raining. The whole day was spent outside, in what ranged from misty through light to moderate to pouring rain.
And the rain didn't make the pavement of the parking lot any softer. So my feet hurt.
A few other notes about rain and parking lots:
Normally, customers are fairly good about getting their carts into the corrals provided, so whoever is wrangling has someplace specific to wrangle from. This isn't true in foul weather. The customers want to get out of the wet, and are more likely to leave the carts wherever they can. I spent a lot of time seeking out carts that had been left sitting between cars in the lot.
Also, there was something about the rain that brought out driver rudeness. I witnessed more drivers honking at other cars that weren't getting out of their way, more drivers stopping their cars right in front of the three ramps in front of the store that are supposed to be used for getting the carts out of and into the store (and are supposed to be kept clear, by law, for handicapped access), and more drivers deciding that they really wanted to be at the Daytona Speedway.
Fortunately, I won't be wrangling today. I'll be inside, cashiering.
But I'm scheduled for wrangling next Tuesday and Wednesday.
I just hope we'll be having good weather on those days.
