I got into the mall just as the security guard came to unlock the doors. Little did I know a sub-society of mall walkers beat me to it. I am the novice mall walker, not knowing where to yield. Typically its to a 74 year older. They know where and how to dodge. I kept running over the store signs with the stroller. I think I need to take a class on Mall Walking 101. They go their own pace. Some time themselves in a rush, others stroll with a coffee in hand. The latter is me.
I think the more I mall walk, the safer I can be. And maybe even lose a pound or two.
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