Back in the day, when I was young, I'm not a kid anymore, I used to work at a grocery store. It was a Harris Teeter. The only part of my day I enjoyed was going outside to retrieve the stray carts. I used to LOVE it when someone would take the cart like half a mile away and leave it there.
Of course, I realize that most employees would not like this... I was later promoted to stocking shelves and nothing can describe the hate and loathing I had for people who would put things in the wrong places. As soon as you would have a shelf perfectly stocked and faced, some stupid fat lady would come along and push things around and turn the labels around and make a mockery of my work. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
High School summer jobs, man. What a rush.