Is anybody else surprised that today is Friday? I mean, seriously folks, really? Friday? That has nothing to do with this post at all but just thought I'd mention it.
Yesterday morning I found myself in another part of town killing time while waiting for someone to return. So rather than sit in my car for an hour and a half I went to Costco.
Did I mention that I heart that store? You could live at Costco. I mean, think about it. They have food, books, cds, dvds, electronic things that I know nothing about, mattresses, pillows, sheets and blankets, towels, clothes, shoes, furniture, medicine, fans, heaters, cookware, plates, utensils, glassware, napkins, pop (that makes me very happy), dog food (not that I had my dogs with me), cat food (not that I have one), tires (not that I need any), diapers (not that I need any of those either), toilet paper (I need that), kleenex (need that too), diamonds (yeah, like that's gonna happen), and lots of other things.
I just wonder at night, after everyone goes home, if there is a family that sneaks out and lives there. I know they want you to think that they are restocking the store and that people are running around driving forklifts and cleaning the floor and things, but I don't think that's really what's going on. I think that somebody lives there. (Remember they have bathrooms too.) Why else would they have all that stuff if nobody was living there?
It's like that Disneyland myth. They want you to believe they spend all night cleaning the park and getting it ready for the next day. I don't think that's true either, somebody lives there too. I know it. After all, that's why they call in the "happiest place on earth."
In case you're wondering about this lame post, I have a cold and am tired and just don't have the energy to write so this post is the best I can do. Sorry! So what store could you live at because I know that I could live at Costco.