Costco: Love It & Hate It
I went to Costco a few days ago and found myself experiencing two intense emotions:
excitement for finally stocking up on items we needed for the house
frustration because of how people drive their carts.
If you live in a place like Los Angeles where you experience a nervous breakdown on the freeways everyday, you'll understand me when I say that the some people at Costco navigate their carts like bad drivers.
It's not like they're speeding or anything, it's more of their lack of awareness that there are people behind them, to the side, in front and they have no sense of sharing the road. They stop abruptly and expect you to read their minds. Can't you hear those Bagel Bite samples calling their names? Don't you realize that if they don't abandon their cart right this second, that lasagna might grow legs and walk away?
I get frustrated but at the same time when I'm there, a kind of daze comes over me. I have my list of five or so things that I buy and then I end up putting five more things into my cart (especially when I hit the wine aisle) justifying why we (or I) really need those items. Then I start seeing gifts I can get for people and since the holidays are coming up--a new perspective on shopping enters our brains during this time.
Once I hit the register and load my items onto the conveyor belt, I talk myself out of three things because I know that I really don't need them. By the time I get to the car, I'm beat and glad to get out of that place. That's just the end of my Costco experience for that day. Now I have to get on the road and deal with those same people who are now behind the wheels of their cars!