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So, I have to shop at Costco occasionally as part of my job. For those of
you who don't know, Costco is one of those huge, warehouse-type stores
where you can buy huge amounts of goods for cheaper than what you'd pay
were you to need to buy this stuff retail. It's not *quite* wholesale
prices, but you do need a membership to shop there. My favorite part of the Costco shopping experience is playing with the shopping cart in the parking lot. They have great, big, solid carts, which do not tip over when you run really fast with them and hop on the back. I can ride quite a ways down the lot this way, and I'm starting to learn how to lean into it so I can steer (I always hop off right before I crash into any parked cars). I haven't been able to ride shopping carts this well since I was a wee lass, as most carts can't support an adult's weight so well. It's way fun. I saw the oddest thing in the parking lot. There were 4 burly firemen (looking just like the ones in that Simpson's episode where they're auctioning off bachelors and Apu ends up being the only decent guy in town) unloading their Costco cart into the body of their fire engine. Yes, a full fire engine, parked in the lot there, being used to go get toilet paper and such for the firehouse. Now, all I wanna know is: did they really not have another appropriate vehicle, or are they just taking this machine out on a joyride because they can? I seriously doubt they were on their way back from a fire and said, "Hey, we're near Costco! Let's stop and get some TP!", but, hey, what do I know? By the way, I'm a Buffy fan. I managed to watch all of Buffy with only minor interuptions (the power kept going out, as my male roommate and male landlord fiddled with it the way guys like to do). But Angel (which was really part two, as it was a crossover) I only saw part of, as Jodi called near the beginning and David called about halfway through. When David called, I gave up. I'll watch the tape this afternoon, hopefully. I'm cutting out of work early, as Kimio said he could cover phones, and I'm not close to packed yet. Carol invited her friend, J, so it's going to be CROWDED in the car. Sigh. Not only do I have to worry about my knees cramping up (they have a small car; I wish I knew mine would make it, as it's the PERFECT roadtrip car), but from what Jodi says about J, he's uncomfortable around women. Oh. Great. Not only do I not have the backseat to myself (bitch, whine, moan, poor wittle me) but I can't even lean on my seatmate (which I could do with Alex on the Burning Man trip). What I wanna know is why does a guy who is uncomfortable around women going on a 6-8 hour roadtrip with THREE of them? It's gonna be so hard not to pester him about his "problem". I hear he's the kind of guy who only likes those stick-figure women that the magazines like to use as models. Whatever. I thought I left that attitude behind in Indiana's high schools and colleges. He'd better not make any snide remarks.... What? Oh, I know. Haven't met him yet, and I'm already getting all worked up and "borrowing trouble" as my Mom would say. Well, yeah. I'll calm down when I meet him, and he'll have his chance to set his own standards of behavior. I'm just....apprehensive. Wary. You know. Anyhoo, I should go grab a bite to eat, and finish my TO DO lists and all that. Have a great holiday, y'all, and I'll be updating again either Sunday late or Monday sometime. Gobble gobble. | ||
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