Gettin’ Rowdy at Costco

It was time to restock on diapers for Gavin, so I ran to Costco. It’s, supposedly, the best price for what I’m getting. My only goal was to grab a 400 pack and get home. $110 later, I loaded a box of diapers, a bucket of granola, peanut butter filled pretzel nuggets, and two toddler outfits into my Mini Cooper trunk. Did I really save ANY money?

I think every Costco visit can be summarized as this- I go in with a mission to buy ONE thing, and leave with my tail between my legs and a huge receipt in my wallet.

I think all of this spending at Costco can bring out the worst in people. On Monday, I was in line buying my staples (diapers and Ziploc bags). While waiting, my parents called and asked me to talk them through sending an email on the iPhone. As I'm on the phone, I loaded my items on the conveyor belt for checkout. Then I pushed my shopping cart behind the clerk so that they could wheel it through and load my cart.

Well, I guess I didn't push it aside enough because a cantankerous old lady behind me intentionally slammed her cart into mine in an attempt to move it out of the way. It was like watching bumper cars! Then she hurled one of those divider sticks on the conveyor belt like a football player who just scored a touchdown. She concluded her grown up tantrum with angrily loading an excessive amount of tissue boxes onto the belt. This all happened while I was on the phone trying to explain the difference between a subject line and the cc:/bcc: line to my parents. I was close to grabbing that lady by her turquoise Santa Fe sweatshirt and getting South Sac on her. If that wasn't enough, her husband wheeled their cart around and came within a few inches of hitting Gavin! Venom rays of hate shot from my eyes! Realizing that fighting an old lady is not a popular thing to do; I got off the phone and scrambled to get out of there ASAP.

Costco is now the land of bulk and brawls.