Few experiences put me in a fetal position faster than a trip to a Costco warehouse. I hate crowds, I hate navigating shopping carts, and I hate looking for parking. Thus, Costco presents a veritable trifecta of intense aggravation.
The most notable incident occurred several months ago, but makes for a good story. Amy and I had gone to Costco and, of course, it was crowded beyond belief. Carts were in short supply. We had placed several items in our cart and then politely parked it in an aisle while we picked up some more stuff (rather than push the cart around everywhere...it's just easier for everyone). We came back after a few minutes, and some jackass had removed our stuff -- some of which was quite heavy -- and taken our cart. Bastards!
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