Spatial Irregularities

Milo's stroller spent the afternoon all alone at the mall.

It would not collapse, no matter how hard I tried, or how many buttons I pushed.  A crowd gathered in the parking lot.  How embarrassing.

Daughter had an appointment and I, being the ever diligent babysitter, took it upon myself to take grandson with me on errands.

I had no trouble unfolding the stroller, it's the folding back up that's the problem. A kindly gentleman offered his help, "I'm an engineer and I can't figure this thing out."  Not a good sign. For the life of me I could not remember the sequence of handle grasping, button holding, stroller folding that should ensue.  I tried stuffing it into the trunk, but spatial relationships are not my strong suit.

So, brushing the sweat from my brow I did the only thing I could think of and strolled Milo back into the store and begged the only saleswoman I knew to take pity on us.  And that's why Milo's stroller spent the afternoon at the mall.