The problem with big box stores is two fold. First you have to navigate the parking lot looking for a handicap spot closest to the front doors. Most of the time I wind up parking in a normal parking space which is not anywhere near the front door. Ok, fine, I get some much needed steps in. The second problem is the stampede of other humans standing or trotting through the front door and shoving their membership card in the greeters face, who by now, has a glazed look in their eyes. Then you have to work overtime to keep your distance from all the other humans who will run over your ass with their giant carts full of stuff. No, I think I will run up my Amazon tab again and just wait for the delivery driver to drop it off at my front door and ring the door bell. Oh, I despise beans. Those things give me GAS..... ugh...