I was able to summon the strength to make a Costco run mid-afternoon...My first mistake. I needed food for the week, there was just no two ways about it. Sunday afternoon at Costco is an absolute zoo. So, here I am, not exactly on my "A" game, and I am struggling to find my membership card walking in the door, and I hear this commotion behind me. A man walks in, and directly behind him, a woman rushes in after him, followed by another man. The door employees start saying "can you believe it??? All over a parking space??? There were tempers flaring!!! Now, here I am, feeling poorly, and just shocked at the pettiness of some people...Well, that was was an isolated occurrence...Right? Not so much...
I was trying to navigate the tricky frozen food section, which is made more difficult for the tremendous crowds due to the sample carts at the end. I squeezed through behind the sample cart, and got stuck by this man that pushed his way in to a space where he could not go any further, but managed to block my path. Not in any hurry, and too headachy to say anything, I just wait...About 4 seconds, and this man in front of me starts raising his voice at the man in front of him..."let's get this moving along..." And a moment later, loudly, to his wife..."If this guy would just keep moving forward..." Now the man in front of him takes a moment from allowing the older couple in front of him to squeeze past him slowly, and turns around and says "Just one moment sir, these people are coming through." Mr. Cranky man belts out "well tell him to hurry it up!" The patient man turns around and says "are you serious?" and Mr. Cranky belts out "yah, I'm serious...Move it along!!!" The patient man turns around and says "geez, maybe you need to get back on your meds" and laughs a little...Mr. Cranky blows up and says "maybe you need to get the hell out of my way..."
Ok, really...I know it is warm outside, and in this economic downturn (yah right, not at Costco), and everyone is anxious to get home with their 72 rolls of toilet paper and 47 pound bag rice, but c'mon...Let's all have a little patience people! Why can't we all get along...
Much love.
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