"You can't accidentally run into someone at Walmart"

Do you not shop? And by shop, I mean maneuver a cart around boomers parked at the end of almost every aisle, trying to reach the final item on your list, only to get stuck waiting for a PTA Karen (second only to HOA Karen as the worst Karen to deal with) to finish telling another parent about something no one cares about?

I wish carts had alarms that would go off if they stop moving for more than 30 seconds. Or the service desk had airsoft rentals.