In the grocery store. H and I make it halfway through going down all of the aisles when he tells me he's going to go back to get something. I continued on without him and made it through about 4 more aisles accumulating things as I go.
Then I get to the end at produce and realize I stole someone's shopping cart probably at that halfway point. It's half full of someone else's stuff and half full of what I've gathered from the second half of my shopping trip.
At that moment, a small girl walks up to me and asks me to help her find her dad. So there I am walking through the grocery store with someone else's cart and someone else's child.
I still cannot stop dying laughing at myself.
I never did find whoever needed that toilet paper and Pabst Blue Ribbon beer despite announcing loudly to everyone in produce that I had stolen someone's cart.
Luckily I found the child's parents.