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| - Alright, so I live in Summerlin, Las Vegas, not too many homeless people wandering around the burbs, looking for a shopping cart. Anyway, I'm a big ass fan of this place, it's like Willie Wonkas Chocolate Factory for adults, if you know what I mean. You can get a lot of great organic food for serious reasonable prices, unlike the food whores at Whole Foods who rape and pillage the organic market.
What makes me chuckle about Costco in Summerlin is how wild the customers are for samples, like they've never seen food or have eaten for a week. I found this interesting looking woman, gold to the nines and very thining hair, that pushes her cart around to all the sampling stations, but she never has one item in her cart. I guess it's her weekend buffet. Now, I've got nothing against old people, I expect to join the club very soon, but WTF, is it really necessary to reach over my shoulder to grab a F**** cracker with some crab on it, dude, there's more food coming your way, calm down.
Costco is like Sams Club on steroids. The merchandise tends to be higher quality and is overall excellent. Where can you get a big ass rotisserie chicken for under $5, not at home. This company has figured it out, except for the checkout, what cluster F***** that is on a regular basis. But hey, you got take the good with the bad, and in my books, Costco kicks some serious retail butkus.
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