Visits to Costco are good for my ego...
01/16/2024
I have a Costco very close to me. It just opened. I go there for gas and for those amazing chickens for my dogs. So unlike most people at Costco, I'm never buying very much at once. Therefore, I go through the self-checkout line. Well, a lot of times there is someone there to help you and they jam through your cart like it's nothing. So last week when I was there, this older woman working the register said, "Oh girl, let me get that for you. You're too cute to check." I mean, light me up, that was so sweet. But she was also adorable, so that wasn't exactly true.
Today, I go in and I buy some Mucinex for my son. Apparently, that is one of those "watched" products so they have to put my birthdate in. Well, the guy who is checking for me makes one up. Because it's clear I'm older than dirt and he says, "I put in 1987."
I laughed and said, I graduated from high school before that, but bless your heart. So now, when I'm feeling bad about myself and I'm not at my word count, I'm going to wander over to Costco and get me a daily dose of Costco Charisma.
Incidentally, I wanted to share that my brain was finally back this week and I wrote like I used to write. Fast, and without a bunch of edits. I just finished the chapter so I could come back to the fixes later. Yay!
When I move, I'm not going to be near a Costco, so my dog is really going to be suffering and wishing for the scorching land that is Arizona.