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Mar. 29th, 2005
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Mar. 29th, 2005 07:42 pmHow to make your Costco cashiers deliriously happy: When the shirt you want only has one small size left, and it has no tag, bring up a medium with the tag on it. You'd think I'd given them a winning lottery ticket. All I had to say was, "I've worked retail myself," and suddenly we were best friends or something. *lol*
Jeez. I can just imagine the shit they go through when something doesn't have a tag. The numbers on the price signs are, I believe, inventory numbers--useless for ringing up an item. But customers don't know that, so they apparently get lots of people trying to get things rung up that way. At Freddy's at least we (in theory) had people in the different departments that you could call to get a UPC number. But at Costco? Pssht.
Yah, I bought a Costco membership last night. I also got two books (one of which I'd been meaning to read for a while now), a ridiculous quantity of pasta, and an awesome shirt. It's purple (probably not Aurora purple though) and 100% linen with three-quarter sleeves. It's cute, I can wear it to work and church and lotsa places, it was $10. Go me!!
Note to self: Costco doesn't have bags. Either bring my own bags, or borrow a metal cart from Nana, or bribe someone to drive me. Because, dammit, I want to be able to buy things like six cans of diced tomatoes, because I eat so many of them. Or three-packs of half-gallons of soy milk, holy moly! (Where would I put them? Grrr.) Most of the food department is, however, useless to me. Most of it is, obviously, non-vegan. But also, I don't eat a lot of prepared food--I make most of my food, and I don't eat much of things like crackers or microwave popcorn (now if they had huge boxes of NewmanO's...). And, of course, lots of the items are so big they'd go bad before I used them up.
Although the huge box of flavored Quaker Oatmaeal was surely tempting....but I'd have to give away all the Peaches'n'Cream packets anyway. Hmph.
I need to find out if those contacts you can wear for a whole month, are any good at correcting astigmatism. Apparently they're pretty cheap, in addition to being ridiculously easy to care for (because you basically don't). So. Sick. Of glasses.
Went up in the shop over the weekend to visit my Pile 'O Stuff. I wanted a pair of pants I knew were up there, and an old messenger-bag type of thing. I'm very very glad I went--turns out the ceiling leaks over part of my stuff. A bunch of my stuff from my senior year is damp and moldy. I know this should make me really upset, but oddly; it's doesn't. I'm sorta annoyed, more than anything. I think it's one of those things were it's like, well, I can't do anything about it now, c'est la vie. But now there's a huge tarp over all of it and some buckets, thanks to Nana being wonderful.
In any case, found said pants and bag. Was able to get the bag as clean as it was when it was new (an accomplishment, considering how dirty it was!) by soaking it in Simple Green, using a scrubrush on it, and then tossing it in the washer with some OxyClean. This makes me happy, because I didn't want to spend the cash to get more pants for work and a bigger bag. Because apparently I need to always carry my discman, a CD wallet, my We'Moon planner, whatever book I'm reading, and my knitting; everywhere I go. I feel oddly thrifty, considering I blew almost two hundred dollars at Costco if you include my medications. Yowza. *wince*
Jeez. I can just imagine the shit they go through when something doesn't have a tag. The numbers on the price signs are, I believe, inventory numbers--useless for ringing up an item. But customers don't know that, so they apparently get lots of people trying to get things rung up that way. At Freddy's at least we (in theory) had people in the different departments that you could call to get a UPC number. But at Costco? Pssht.
Yah, I bought a Costco membership last night. I also got two books (one of which I'd been meaning to read for a while now), a ridiculous quantity of pasta, and an awesome shirt. It's purple (probably not Aurora purple though) and 100% linen with three-quarter sleeves. It's cute, I can wear it to work and church and lotsa places, it was $10. Go me!!
Note to self: Costco doesn't have bags. Either bring my own bags, or borrow a metal cart from Nana, or bribe someone to drive me. Because, dammit, I want to be able to buy things like six cans of diced tomatoes, because I eat so many of them. Or three-packs of half-gallons of soy milk, holy moly! (Where would I put them? Grrr.) Most of the food department is, however, useless to me. Most of it is, obviously, non-vegan. But also, I don't eat a lot of prepared food--I make most of my food, and I don't eat much of things like crackers or microwave popcorn (now if they had huge boxes of NewmanO's...). And, of course, lots of the items are so big they'd go bad before I used them up.
Although the huge box of flavored Quaker Oatmaeal was surely tempting....but I'd have to give away all the Peaches'n'Cream packets anyway. Hmph.
I need to find out if those contacts you can wear for a whole month, are any good at correcting astigmatism. Apparently they're pretty cheap, in addition to being ridiculously easy to care for (because you basically don't). So. Sick. Of glasses.
Went up in the shop over the weekend to visit my Pile 'O Stuff. I wanted a pair of pants I knew were up there, and an old messenger-bag type of thing. I'm very very glad I went--turns out the ceiling leaks over part of my stuff. A bunch of my stuff from my senior year is damp and moldy. I know this should make me really upset, but oddly; it's doesn't. I'm sorta annoyed, more than anything. I think it's one of those things were it's like, well, I can't do anything about it now, c'est la vie. But now there's a huge tarp over all of it and some buckets, thanks to Nana being wonderful.
In any case, found said pants and bag. Was able to get the bag as clean as it was when it was new (an accomplishment, considering how dirty it was!) by soaking it in Simple Green, using a scrubrush on it, and then tossing it in the washer with some OxyClean. This makes me happy, because I didn't want to spend the cash to get more pants for work and a bigger bag. Because apparently I need to always carry my discman, a CD wallet, my We'Moon planner, whatever book I'm reading, and my knitting; everywhere I go. I feel oddly thrifty, considering I blew almost two hundred dollars at Costco if you include my medications. Yowza. *wince*
