Stop Calling It A 'Quick Trip' To Costco
There is no such thing as a quick trip to Costco. It has never existed. Every person who has ever said “I’m just running to Costco real quick” has returned ninety minutes later with a rotisserie chicken, a forty-eight pack of paper towels, a patio umbrella they didn’t know they needed, and a facial expression that suggests they’ve been through something.
Last Saturday I went for dog food. One item. I left with $247 worth of goods and a sincere belief that my family needed a six-pound bag of frozen potstickers. The sample lady made a compelling argument.