It’s that time again, time to spread the love with some letters of things I only wish I had the nerve to say.
A special Saturday edition courtesy of my exhausting trip to Costco!
I suck it up and pay for the privilege of shopping in your warehouse. I’m over that. I accept the fact that each and every time I spend ridiculous amounts of money on “Value” size cereal, bags of apples so large only deer could get through them before they rot, and crates of toilet paper so large it blocks my view out the back of my SUV. I understand that there are no bags. I withstand both the cold and the warehouse atmosphere, then stand in line for 15 minutes playing the “which line is the fastest” game? Now. You have gone and introduced the self check out. Is this not the final indignity? Please! If I am going to drop 300 bucks for 1 visit can’t you spare just 1 lousy staff to check me out? Create a job, keep a shopper happy. Sigh.
Wondering What Happened to Customer Service.
Dear Collector of My Garbage
Yes you, Mr.Garbage Man. Although I truly appreciate that you take away all of the stink that has gathered up in my home over the last 8 days or so, there is one thing that is kinda driving me crazy. I do not appreciate it when you take my brand new Garbage can and toss it 5 feet after it has been emptied.
I know, I get it, it is probably mundane to put it back on the curb where you found it. But here is the thing, chasing that baby down the hill I live on as it gently rolls at a speed just s l i g h t l y faster then I can trot in my “fashion before function” boots….it’s getting old.
Oh and thanks for the whistles bub, sadly the cat calls are sometimes good for my ego. Hey,if you think I’m so hot, couldn’t you just do a girl a favor and return her garbage pail to the curb?
I Think Next Time I’ll Just See How Far Those Cans Will Roll
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