I was really at Costco to get toilet paper. I started meandering, and found myself face-to-face with an X-box game system. You know, like the one your son goes to the neighbor's house to play. And I thought: I could put that in the cart.
And then I turned around, I guess I was standing in the Christmas section, in the middle of the store. And there was stuff to buy, everywhere. In colors. It was garish.
I don't think I've ever really looked at Costco. I just go in, buy my toilet paper, or my 50lb sack of flour, I don't look around. Suddenly, at Costco, and everywhere else, there is all this stuff to buy, that I could buy.
I could just put that X-box in the cart and run. To the check-out, that is.
It's like I moved here from Russia. I'm wowed by things on the shelf.
Though actually, these days, there are more millionaires in Moscow than anywhere else. Or was that billionaires?
Friday, October 17, 2008
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