I get numb. I get over-whelmed by Costco. It s aaall too too much. And not just me, there s always a couple hundred people at any slice in time, wandering mindlessly around any Costco in the nation a 24 pack of skinless Arkansas chicken breasts in hand, or a case of 32 Memorex video blanks under arm. Management knows aaall about us, the tourists and the chronics.
Cameras calmly scan corner to corner, the entire store.
Four hours at Costco is the legal limit. Mr. Ramirez, those 36-packs of AAA Energizers re reeally nice . . . Tell me, what yoouu think s nice about them . . Who knows where Costco s Security ll take you. Like I was saying, I was waiting in Costco s dream-line, hoping hoping hoping I wouldn t be taken in tow by a mellifluent optometrist, when the shopper behind me bumps my bhawa with his big red cart.