My wife and I were at Costco last week to do some shopping. I grabbed a cart from outside and pushed it into the store. My wife stopped to talk to some friends at the photo counter and while I waited, I watched baseball on Costco's collection of flat screen televisions.
I left the cart to my left and I leaned against some boxes. Little did I know, a plot was unfolding to rob me of my cart. As I was watching t.v., a nondescript, yet sweet-looking, elderly couple waddled towards me. I was mesmerized by the 60-inch HDTV picture on the t.v. screen and forgot about my general surroundings.
The scheming 60-somethings slyly crept towards me. I heard a voice say, "Look Fred, a cart." Quietly they snatched my cart--and like that made their way into the depths of the warehouse. As they headed away from me, he slowly glanced in my direction and gestured with a slight nod and wink.
Awed by his bravado, I walked outside and selected another cart.
Costco: Home of the shopping cart-stealing retirees.
What's next? Getting my knees bashed in and my wallet stolen?
Sunday, July 30, 2006
"Look Fred, a Cart"
Posted by Michael at 10:56 PM
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That's awesome! Yesterday I was at the bank. You know that little island where you can fill out your information on your checks? Well, at my bank it is in the line so while you wait you sort of just shuffle around it while you write. The line in front of me was about 10 people so I had tons of time. This little old lady figured since I wasn't done filling my info out that she would just me in front of me in line. The best part was when she got up to the counter and then filled her info out. If she wasn't 99 I would have wrung her neck
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