Costco is off the chain crazy right now! (Sorry…was that not hip? I'm so out of it…)
My boy and I had to go though…as we were waiting to get paid before the big haul for the holiday weekend….apparently….just like everyone else?
I could have done without the stares….he's a great shopper, my son,…which makes him sort of hard to keep track of.
So…to avoid the constant calling and searching and heart palpitations…..I get one of those big flatbed carts…and ask him to sit on it.
This isn't exactly my first rodeo….
No one has ever really taken any notice of this before….or maybe I'm just that self involved that I didn't notice?
But….push a 13 year old boy thru Costco with an air cast on your foot….and people are all kinds of staring!
But….push a 13 year old boy thru Costco with an air cast on your foot….and people are all kinds of staring!
Seriously….everything from smirks to condescension to flat outrage!
Not sure if he noticed….we apparently had an unspoken agreement to not care.
Which seemed to just piss some of the people off even more!
Sheesh! Switch to decaf friends!
Sheesh! Switch to decaf friends!
The visit was saved by a sweet Costco employee I met wrangling carts in the parking lot.
He asked about my cast and then full on accused me of being in my 20's!
No joke!
I asked him to stand still so I could kiss him square on the mouth!
I fully recognize this poor man is a bit older than I am…and had been working at wrangling carts in the 90+ heat for who knows how long….so therefore was more than likely suffering from heat stroke…
But…with the week I've had….I'll take it!
Rube says I'm officially impossible to live with now…and that I should quit telling everyone about it…including strangers in the checkout line and people stopped at a red lights with me!
Killjoy!
This epic visit was topped off at the gas pump…where an older dude pulls up behind me and proceeds to take out multiple red gas cans from the back of his truck…no big deal…right? Just filling up for the mower or boat or whatnot….
Nope!
He then proceeds to fill his TRUCK with them! What the heck?
I watched him empty 3…and go to the back for more….no idea if he was planning to refill them or what?
Maybe he just likes all things in order…you can't put gas in your truck in the driveway…you gotta go to the gas station!
I'm sure the kajillion people in line behind him didn't appreciate his sense of orderliness as much as I do….but who cares? Judgers!
You keep on doing what you gotta do my friend….haters gonna hate….and they can do it from the back of the line!
