7:30 AM, really?

Now a show of my true colors...what a terrible person I am for even thinking this way...but I dont think many people read my blog anyway and those who do might forgive me.

This morning on my way to work I had to stop at the grocery store to buy some frozen dinners to put in the freezer at my office for the next week - getting to the grocery store with two little ones is rough, so its easiest to stop after I drop them off at daycare. I went into the store this morning and in the middle of the front aisle that leads to all the other aisles was a lady in one of those scooter things. An employee seemed to be helping her transfer the items from a regular cart to this one. They were side by side and blocking the whole aisle! So instead of asking the poor disabled lady to move I walked around to the back of the store to get to the frozen foods aisle. After I got my things (like 5 minutes) I went to check out in the only lane they have open at 7:30 AM, and there she was, having someone help her put her things on the conveyor belt. Now, why she needed to transfer her items from a regular cart to this one just to go checkout - I dont know! Well, now she was taking her time getting her things on the belt, talking to the cashier, and the lady behind her, and then trying to find her money or whatever she used to pay...etc, etc. It must have been 10 minutes I waited in line - long enough to read the covers of all of the magazines (by the way, Enquirer says that George and Laura Bush are splitting up and People has Brangelina's twins pics). Ten minutes later for me to get to work means ten minutes later I get out of work to pick up my kids.
Now, I know its picky and mean, but why did this lady need to be in the grocery store at 7:30 AM? If she is disabled, why can't she wait till later in the day when the rest of the people who have nowhere to be are in the grocery store? If you have ever been in the grocery store at 7:30 AM, you know it is mostly people who are on their way to work - we have somewhere to be and typically 3 or 4 things to buy - that's why there is only one lane open!
This is the point that I decide to stop ragging on disabled people because I realize that doing so will come back to haunt me and one day I could be that disabled person who just NEEDS to get their shopping done at 7:30 AM! And maybe she thought it would be the best time because she wouldn't be there when the crowd was...but it was just frustrating at the time.
I know it sounds like I have been upset about this all day, but really, it only bothered me until about 8:00 AM, until I sat down to write on my blog tonight and couldn't think about anything to write!
BTW, am I too wordy?