Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Costco makes me hate human kind

Don't get me wrong, I really like Costco. Few things are nicer than a berry smoothie and buying copius amounts of delicious food I never knew that I needed, but there are some things that must go.

First, the parking lot. you do not need to sit and wait for a parking space when the person leaving is still a hundred yards away from their car and there is a line of six other cars behind you that can't get buy because you stopped right in the middle of the lane. Just take the spot that is open twenty feet further away.

If you can manage to park before the store closes you get your cart. Why are they always full of crap? I have never gone to Costco and gotten a cart that is not filled to the brim with soggy ads, used napkins and tiny sample cups.

Once you scrape someone else's filth out of your cart you get to enter the store. Inside you will find that the store is packed regardless of what time or day it is. There will be no rhyme or reason to the cart movement. People will be right in the middle of an aisle wandering aimlessly, weaving back and forth, stopping suddenly at a wierd angle so that no one else can get by. you will be rammed or nearly rammed various times by people going full speed as they leave the side aisles and enter your path. I suggest applying simple traffic rules. Slow traffic to the right, stay in your lane, stay on the right side of the road, yield when turning and don't stop on the middle of the freeway.

It seems to me that the slightest awareness that there are indeed other people that would also like to shop for giant fifteen dollar fruit tarts would solve these outrageous offenses to humanity.

2 Comments:

At 6/12/2007 10:47:00 PM,

Heading to Costco and finding no samples makes me hate humankind.

 
At 6/23/2007 12:48:00 AM,

You have a hard life.

 

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