Saturday, January 1, 2011

My Trip to Costco

The other day I thought it would be a good idea to go to Costco before I went back to work. I was having a great day! I drove right in the Costco parking lot and got a parking place. It was near the front NOT in the back 40.

Sometimes for me going to Costco is fun. I go up and down all the aisles.  I started to notice along my journey, someone must of brought bus loads of Senior-senior citizens in to Costco. 90 years old is the new 79 years old, I guess. They were poking along, going in both directions of the aisle. They stopped at every food vendor. I told myself, it's ok I will be old very soon.

The old people would of been fine to deal with, but everyone else between here and Los Angels thought it would be a good idea to go to Costco too. Costco was a zoo. I got hit 3 times by people's shopping carts as they whizzed by me waiting for an old person. I don't know how people act in other states, but here in the bay area people are very rude.

So after about 2 1/2 hours I got in line. My bill came to $300.00 so I gave the cashier the only credit card I had. She said we don't take that credit card. She said give me a check. I said I don't use checks anymore. She said do you have your debit card? I looked for my debit card, shoot I changed wallets and forgot to put it a long with the rest of my credit cards in my new wallet. Sorry the cashier said you'll have to go get the money and comeback. Next thing I knew my cart with all that food had been whisked away and the cashier was checking out the person behind me.

I wanted to cry. There was NO WAY I was going to come back and reshop in that nightmarish pandemonium. So I went to ask the manager if she could look up my card. Nope. So I called my gig a low. He said Don't worry honey I will bring the credit card down. 30 min later he showed up. He gave me the credit card, I was so happy. He drove off.

I got back in line, they got my cart and re checked me out. I gave the cashier "my" card. The cashier said are you Mr. gig a low? I said no that is my husband. The cashier said sorry can't give you the food. OMG are you kidding me? I have now been here over 3 1/2 hours.

So we went back to the same manager. She said to me, you can't use your husband's card. Come on people. It was really embarrassing, but I was pretty much begging the manager to let me have my food and let me GET OUT OF THERE. With a lecture the manager agreed to let me use my gig a low's credit card and get out.

After a total of 4 hours I was getting in my car and leaving Costco.

Now I know to make sure never to change wallets again.

1 comment:

R. Quilter said...

kayakerswife said... That sounds like an awfull day. I have this image of you standing there in disbelief.But knowing you, where there is a well there is a way. Sorry your day sucked.