Costco and the veggies.

I think that if there's one place I'd rather not visit on any given week-end, it has to be Costco.

In fact, I'd rather be pulling teeth, shaving my head or getting a vasectomy. OK maybe not, but it's a close second.

The parking is barely adequate and it seems everyone that goes to Costco brings all their entourage complete with mom, grand-ma and the kids so minivans are abundant and filled with nervous people on caffeine.

Patrons there are known to go shopping and leave their kids to wait in line to save time, and seemingly annoy other patrons. Also the way they herd you through the registers is not only insulting and disrespectful, but also quite inefficient although, in retrospect, it actually IMPROVED in the last few years.

Why oh, why? Why did I have to go to Costco? Simple; I needed veggies and fruit.

Why go to Costco to get veggies and fruit?

Again, simple; they have platters of prepared veggies and precut fruit, ready to eat, for much cheaper than any grocery store. Also for some reason, the veggies keep longer even precut.

While I was there I decided to look around for some other stuff I needed, a 2kg pack of coffee, a pack of 11.000 condoms (or so), I think it's called the pornstar collection which brings me to my point.

How big does a Club Size pack have to be?

They'll sell you packs of 36 pairs of socks, 24 undies, 6 umbrellas, but my favorite is the plen-t-pack of vitamins. You get a jar of 1.000 vitamin tablets for about 20$.

Then when you leave the store you wind up an overcrowded DANGEROUS parking lot.

First of all, parking lots are not the Indy car Motor Speedway, it's a friggin' parking lot. There is absolutely no reason for anyone to drive over 15km/h.

Secondly, people, when will you learn to put your friggin' kids on a leash when you're in parking lots? OK, just for the love of God, hold them by their hand.

Third, people seem to forget how to park, crooked, too close to the other cars, too far, my favorite is the people who have a fetish to park backwards then complain because the car behind them didn't leave enough room for them to insert the six-pack of mattresses in their Buick's trunk.

Yeah but it's easier to get out...

Nice.