TROLLEY RAGE ! Arrrggghhh

Why is it that whenever I go food shopping I end up with a trolley with either a wobbly wheel, one with a wheel that suddenly locks as I turn the corner, one that is so out of control, you have to walk sideways with it like a bloody crab, or one that makes a clicking sound as though its a bleeding measuring wheel ! Maybe it is a special trolley that has been rigged up to measure a random journey around the shop floor, who knows !
Whatever day I shop on, I always seem to end up with 'The Trolley'.
I was quite cross today, as everywhere I seemed to go with 'The Trolley' I couldn't get round. Every isle I embraced, there was a group of shoppers having a natter as though they were all stood at the bar in the pub !
Sometimes you have to be a bloody contortionist to wheedle your way through just to grab a bag of frozen peas or a tin of beans.
Well enough is enough the trolley war is on. I am taking a go-ped with me next time and I shall attach it to 'said trolley', rev it up and zip up and down the ilses and do stunts to get to where I want to be like Evil Knievil. No one will stand in my way !!!!!!!!!! .................in my dreams !