I went to Costco the other day. The day after I got back from Las Vegas. I went in foggy-headed, a little disoriented. Time to get a few essentials, to be supplemented with fresh goods and non-bulk items from the local grocer.
Almost 2 hours later, I loaded into the car and looked at the receipt. I must have blacked out inside; I had purchased a boat, an eight-pack of baby basinets, a new set of tires for my car AND bicycle, and a 30-gallon drum of seasoning salt. I had to take out a bridge loan and a second and third mortgage in order to afford what I bought, and really, I thought I was just shopping light.
I love Costco.
Even in an economic downturn, we balance our needs and wants very differently here in America. I don't need 28 lbs. of chicken nuggets - but I damn sure wanted them. I don't need 80 packs of chewing gum - but you know what, maybe I want 80 packs of gum. Considering I chew 1-2 pieces per day, and there are 20 pieces in a pack, I've got enough gum to last me about 3 years - which, coincidentally, is when I've scheduled my next Costco visit.
The worst part, however, is that after leaving Costco, I still need to go grocery shopping. Go figure.
If you tackle it responsibly, Costco is like the promise land. If you go in and get blindsided like me, you might never be the same.
Remember kids, bulk food shop responsibly.
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4 comments:
Nice to see that you're back.
And..
Impulsively buying.
Inspiration had to come from somewhere. Need to get a foot in the door so I can make this a semi-regular thing again.
hah... i always have to go to the grocery store after costco. redic. i also get wet with excitement just stepping through those large automatic sliding doors with that blast of cold warehouse smell coming at me.
like you- i guess there isnt much i can do about all of that.
You are kind of funny. Who knew.
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