When I’m at Costco, I enjoy sampling the free food put on display. When I entered the store today, the first booth I saw was giving out samples of chocolate cashew clusters. I took one and it was delicious. In fact, I thought about it the entire time I was shopping.
After completing my shopping list, I approached another booth and reached out for a sample. The lady behind the booth said, “Sir, you can’t eat these.”
I thought it was strange so I asked why?
“This is just a display. This is pet food.”
What could I say? I quickly left.
On the way to the cashier, I walked by the cashew clusters again. I’ve never sampled an item twice, but this time I couldn’t resist. Besides, people were lined up to get a sample. How could she remember me? I reached over and snagged another one.
“Sir, you’ve already been here. You can’t have another.” Everyone looked at me.
I was horrified. I tried to get out of it. “That must have been my brother. We came in together.”
“I won’t fall for that. I know it was you.” Then she laughed. “I’m just kidding you. You can have as many as you like.” She passed me the tray but I declined and hurried over to the cashier.
After I paid, I noticed the person who checks the baskets when you leave, a young black man, was kidding around with the customer ahead of me. When it was my turn, “I whispered to him. I bought wine and beer and wasn’t even carded.”
He stepped back, looked me in the eye and said, “ Sir, that’s because you look so responsible.”
I patted him on the shoulder and told him that he would be managing this store soon.
Back in the car, I laughed all the way home. I told the stories to Aloma and she laughed and said I should write a blog about the visit to Costco. “But next time you go there, stay out of trouble.”
Seasoned Man
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