I went to Costco last week and the checker told me my account was frozen. It turns out they froze it so the manager would be alerted that I had a gift card waiting for me. A gift card from Costco for $11.02 which they had overcharged me last time I shopped there.
That’s so odd I barely understand it myself. But it just reinforces my love for Costco.
When Similac was recalled, they called me to tell me to bring in all the Similac I had bought there, even the unopened ones, and they would refund my money.
But part of my hates Costco. I feel like such a fat, American consumer drone as I push my enormous cart through the store and fill it full of bulk.
I love being a fat, American consumer. I wish more countries enjoyed the abundance we do.
And the thought of making out with Costco is difficult to visualize.
But I get your point.
Ah Costco! How I do love you. But I have to say that my AZ Costco was a much better boyfriend than the one we have here. I don't know who I need to write a love note to to get one up here, but I would write a million of them if I thought it would work.
We need to start a campaign!
That is completely random. Give you a heart attack and then it is for something good!
After 15 years of marriage we are finally moving near a Costco. I am more excited than I should be about it. Kirkland brand, here I come!