I went to Costco today with a friend who has a membership. It was probably my second visit ever to a wholesale club. I giggled down all the aisles because exaggeratedly large products are funny and absurd, like my beanbag pillow at home shaped like a yellow marshmallow Peep.
The principle of buying in bulk makes some sense, for some things, but it's still weird to see people with 24 rolls of paper towels, a 2-gallon jug of olive oil, 250 shrimp, 100 rolls of TP, and an enormous box of Honey Bunches of Oats all in one cart, towering over the purchaser. Is that why people need to buy McMansions, so they have a place to store all of their surplus paper products? As we walked around I thought, who would need that giant jar of mayonnaise unless they owned a sub shop or had 16 kids? But those people are out there, and Costco is their Mecca.
We got to witness an altercation at the checkout counter between an old man and the cashier. The man wanted to return a pair of gray sweatpants that couldn't have been any more than $9.99 in the first place. The cashier was like, "We've never carried those. I've been the manager of clothing for three years." The guy shot back, "Are you calling me a liar? I want to see the manager of the store!" Another employee escorted him away to avoid a scene, and the cashier yelled after him, "It was probably BJ's, you old jackass!"*
*Yeah, no. She didn't call him a jackass.
The principle of buying in bulk makes some sense, for some things, but it's still weird to see people with 24 rolls of paper towels, a 2-gallon jug of olive oil, 250 shrimp, 100 rolls of TP, and an enormous box of Honey Bunches of Oats all in one cart, towering over the purchaser. Is that why people need to buy McMansions, so they have a place to store all of their surplus paper products? As we walked around I thought, who would need that giant jar of mayonnaise unless they owned a sub shop or had 16 kids? But those people are out there, and Costco is their Mecca.
We got to witness an altercation at the checkout counter between an old man and the cashier. The man wanted to return a pair of gray sweatpants that couldn't have been any more than $9.99 in the first place. The cashier was like, "We've never carried those. I've been the manager of clothing for three years." The guy shot back, "Are you calling me a liar? I want to see the manager of the store!" Another employee escorted him away to avoid a scene, and the cashier yelled after him, "It was probably BJ's, you old jackass!"*
*Yeah, no. She didn't call him a jackass.
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