Costco 1975
Tonight at 6 p.m. I went to Costco to buy last minute Memorial Day supplies.There were a couple of cops as well as a big crowd at the door. Selected individuals were allowed in while families were kept out. I didn't know why the cops were there. I assumed there had been a shooting.
It wasn't until I got in that I realized they were closing early and for some reason I had been selected to enter. I told my neighbor, Ian, to make himself useful for a change and get onions and mushrooms.
As we made our way around the store, various departments started closing down and we were hounded to the registers, often being kept away from important purchases. I managed to get the steak and the Scotch, because I am strong and fleet. Ian was turned away from the onion aisle and returned with nothing.
"This is like Saigon 1975," I said.
"This is like Havana 1959 in Godfather II," Ian suggested.
"At least Fredo didn't have to go to Ralph's to get the goddamn onions," I said.
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by Marty Barrett at Saturday, May 27, 2006
1 Comments:
Nice homepage with great humoristic articles. Do you write for some kind of newspaper?!
Regards from Denmark.
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