Carte Blanche

The double checkout line made clear That if you have a cart, You join the people on the left And help to do your part To move the lines much faster. If a basket you do hold, The right-hand side is where you go; The sign is big and bold. So there I waited; in my basket Three things I was buying. My line was long but moving fast, Most customers complying. But naturally, a few spots up, A woman did depart From courtesy and manners, For she pushed a filled-up cart. No store employee sent her back; Nobody reprimanded And those of us behind her Lacked the chops her move demanded. Some people think that rules exist But that they are exempt. Such selfish rude entitlement Deserves our best contempt.