A WTF moment

So I went food shopping today, after work, at the supermarket I go to at least once a week. I was just about done, full cart. I just needed  to grab a small ham (Spotty has decided he will eat a ham sandwich if I cook the ham), and some ice cream sandwiches. The area was crowded so I pulled my cart to the side and walked 5 or 6 steps to grab the ham. I grabbed my ham and went back to my cart....but where oh where was my cart? Perhaps I didn't leave it next to the tomatoes, so I went and looked next to the bananas, then the tomatoes again and then the carrots. Then I went back to the bread isle, the gingerale isle. I went to the ice cream isle in case I had momentarily gone insane and picked up the ice cream first instead of the natural order of things (last). I went back to the produce isles and went up and down cursing at times WTF did my carriage go? I called Boy Toy (to make sure he wasn't actually at the store and just fucking with me). He suggested I go to the front of the store to see if someone was checking out with my stuff.  I then went through every isle. Then I went to the employees and they went to the loudspeaker and asked "dear shoppers please take a look at your shopping cart. If its the wrong one please bring it back to the produce department. I waited, and cursed some more and then I said F this.

So I grabbed the ham (for tomorrow) some lettuce and tomatoes (for BLTs tonight) and some ice cream sandwiches for always. 

If it had been better living through chemistry I would have understood, but apparently I will be  back tomorrow for the rest of the items...