I have a small addiction. It is a problem that I do not want to solve, an itch that I can never quite scratch and don’t really want to.
Yes, I just said it outloud, ask the guy in the cubicle next to me. I love Trader Joe’s and Costco. There are so many good things to eat, so many interesting items and so much cool stuff to go through.
I hit both of these places on about a weekly basis. When I have a craving for Ghiradelli chocolate, or some Two Buck Chuck Trader Joe’s is just the thing.
And when the next big one hits I plan on being at Costco. I’ll duck the falling items and when the shaking has stopped begin preparing for one hell of a party.
With my trusty forklift I’ll clear a path and set up one of the barbecues. There will be steak, chicken, burgers, turkey burgers too. Hebrew National hot dogs, chips and more.
There will be fabulous music played on my sound system and a dozen different sporting events on the big screens in the electronics section.
In a different corner I’ll set up one of the inflatable pools and across the store I’ll construct a network so that I engage in some live blogging about my experience. It is going to be one hell of a party, won’t you please join me.