Absolute Ledge Names A Lost Trolley ‘Trevor’, Teaches It To Take Selfies

This, dear friends, is just a wonderful, wonderful story from start to finish. A real feel-good, tug-at-the-heartstrings tale of triumph over adversity. A win for the human spirit.

We’ve all seen abandoned shopping trolleys around the traps before; ones that get separated from their families back at the store either through laziness, opportunism, or misadventure. But have any of you ever stopped to think that maybe, just maybe, these poor, lost souls have feelings and fears and anxieties about being trapped far away from home?
Melbourne man Andrew Mitchell has thought about this. At great length, too. And he clearly sympathises with the plight of orphaned shopping trolleys, if this story is anything to go by.
Mitchell came across this particular lost soul, abandoned in his front yard a few days ago.
Determining it to be of Officeworks origin, Mitchell phoned the Werribee store on multiple occasions to try and get the scared little guy back to his home. However, this was to no avail.
But rather than write it off as yet another lost cause, Mitchell decided to take the trolley under his wing.
Mitchell made a post on the Officeworks Facebook pagepleading for the trolley’s safe return.

“Hi Mr Officeworks,


This guy decided to move into my front yard. I don’t know his name or what to feed him but he seems to like living here. I doubt I can keep him as I have no need for mass transportable storage so i phoned your Werribee store to come and collect him. Three days later he was still at our front door and was getting frightened because he thought you didn’t love him anymore. To keep him happy I phoned your Werribee store again and spoke to your store manager who promised he would be picked up last night. As your can see he is still here, and now he’s sad that you’ve forgotten him.

Please help.”

But that’s only where the saga began. Before too long, Mitchell had formed a bond with the trolley, and had decided to name him Trevor.


“I’ve named him Trevor the Trolley. He’s really cool and can go quiet fast before I fall off. I won’t do that again as I bruised my arm. Next time I’ll try it on grass and wear a crash helmet so the impact won’t hurt as much.”


At first, the pair schemed on a surefire get-rich-quick project…


“Does anybody know a really big hill in the western suburbs of Melbourne, preferably with a large water source at the bottom of the hill? I’ve got a great idea for a YouTube video, I’ll make heaps of cash if I survive.”


but then things started to get really good.

Firstly, Mitchell decided to introduce Trevor to the rest of his family.

Trevor, keen to earn his keep in his new temporary household, then got cracking on some yard work.

And his time and efforts were rewarded with a little progressive recreation time.
But all that work and play is enough to tire anyone out, particularly when it’s all spent on your feet. So Mitchell found Trevor some fancy shoes to soothe his aching dogs.

And Trevor also learned the valuable art of rocking an absolutely fire selfie.

It wasn’t too long at all before this clearly flourishing new relationship kicked off to another level, with the pair clearly smitten with each other.

Overnight, the story took a dramatic twist. As Andrew Mitchell, hero of trolleys, went to bed, he pondered aloud what the ultimate fate of Trevor might be.
But then as he rose for his early start at work this morning, Andrew Mitchell discovered, much to his horror, that Trevor had disappeared. No trace. No note. No clue as to where he might be or who he might be with.

“I woke up early today to head off to work. I said hi to Trevor as I passed him but he wasn’t there anymore. Did he run away and join a gang? Did he self sacrifice and sell himself for scrap metal? Did Officeworks final pick him up? I guess I’ll never know, but I do know for a brief moment we had something special together and now it’s gone. One day I’ll be strong enough to return to Officeworks and maybe even buy a pencil, but that day won’t be today. Today will be a day of self reflection as I think back to happier times when friends had four wheels and the ability to be cleaned with a high pressure hose.


Long live Trevor, some friendships and not meant to last.”


Where could he be? Did some foul fate befall our poor, sweet Trevor, like so many of his brothers and sisters before him? Would Trevor be doomed to forever be just another statistic in the long and sordid history of violence against trolleys? WAS TREVOR OK?

Fortunately, this story has a magnificently happy ending. As it turns out, it was his Officeworks fam who swooped in in the middle of the night, finally locating their missing beloved after a long and arduous search.
And you’ll be pleased to know that Trevor was safely returned to his home, where he was reunited with his fellow trolleys, and treated to a tasty hot chocolate and a kick of a ball, before settling in for the night to catch up on some much needed rest.
Bless you, sweet Trevor. A friend to all of us too lazy to carry a box of paper to the checkouts.
And bless you too, Andrew Mitchell. Friend of the trolley. Hero to all whose wheels wobble. The knight in shining armour for our supermarket saviours.
The world could use many more people like you.

Source: Huffington Post.
Photos: Andrew Mitchell/Facebook.

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