Wailing toddlers who always want THAT lollypop? Shelf avalanches? People who think trolleys are their very own bumper-carts? I know what you're thinking - what isn't to like about shopping?

Unfortunately the weekly grocery shop is something that we all have to do and unfortunately often that requires stepping foot into idiot-central - your local supermarket. Generally I love people, I definitely love food and I'm not going to lie: I love that little 'beep' every time one of my items gets scanned. So technically shopping should be a breeze, right? Well, not really.....There's just a couple of teeny weeny pet peeves that I have when it comes to going to the supermarket.

Little kids are adorable. Don't get me wrong, I love the little gappy-toothed, wide smiling, fun-loving creatures of insuppressible hyperactivity, but when they're coming at you with a shopping trolley at about 130km an hour, you can see how it becomes a slightly different story. Like, I think road rules should officially apply to shopping centres. Adults who've had too much to drink aren't permitted to drive on the roads, right? So why are people okay with little kids intoxicated after their overdose of candy, chocolate and all things sugar, to full-on charge people like excited rhinos in supermarket aisles? I can't say that being forced to hug a shelf full of sanitary stuff whilst a trolley slams into my back is my favourite way to spend a Saturday morning.

The next target of this rant are the change-people. Yep, these are the people who opt not to pay for their weekly shop with actual dollar notes or god forbid - a credit card, but with their years collection of five cent coins. I get it, seriously I do - getting rid of the change that's been forever accumulating in your jeans pocket is one of the most amazing feelings ever. Buying a can of fizzy drink? A chocolate bar? A packet of gum? By all means, let loose and literally go on a cent spree. But when you've got a $50 shopping bill and I'm waiting behind you watching you excruciatingly pull out every single silver coin in your back pocket, your purse - oh, and don't forget the endless depths of your handbag? Kinda not my favourite pastime. Seriously, in the time that I'm waiting for that one person to actually pay, I could probably walk all the way to a shopping centre off in Africa somewhere and still have time for a safari tour.

The final person that I don't look forward to meeting every single week is that 'seriously-over-10-items-person.' We all know how much we love that 'Under 10 items' checkout. If you just want to get a quick something from the shops, or only have a couple of things to buy - you can literally be in and out of the store within 5 minutes. But, thanks to people who pretend like they can't count to 10, that 5 minutes takes about a billion. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not one of those people who's going to be like 'oooh 15 items! Scandalous - GET OUT OF THIS CHECKOUT.' No, of course not. But, if you come in with your trolley filled with enough snacks to feed an army, 40 million 6-packs of coke, enough milk to make a cow and a million and three packages of toilet paper - you've pretty much bought the entire store and it doesn't take Einstein to know that the entire store is clearly not ten items.

In my opinion, the grocery store is probably just my bad karma for everything that I've done wrong in the past who-knows-how-long. Solution to this problem? I hear there's something called online shopping...