Thursday, May 13

The humidity doesn't help my mental state

If I ever come to the end of my rope, if I ever suffer from a case of detached f-a-c-u-l-t-i-e-s, if I ever have a public breakdown, I can say with certainty it will be at the price club. I am sick and tired of being humiliated at the price club.

Yesterday we joined Costco, after a series of unfortunate events at another nearby price club that I won't get into right now, and all seemed to be well. We forgot dish washing liquid and toilet paper, so I went back today with my mom to get it.
  1. I forgot my debit PIN. They don't take Visa as credit.
  2. I swiped my corporate American Express, which they do take, but it was rejected, even though the card is in my name and not my former company's.
  3. I didn't have a checkbook with me.
  4. Mom offered to use her checkbook, but only members can write checks.
  5. We left.
There's something particularly humiliating about walking away from a year's supply of toilet paper after a litany of financial failures in front of a crowd who know How to Use the Price Club.


P.S. Don't forget about the KFC/Komen program!!

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Crazy! :( Did you run to the nearest ATM and get cash while mom waited with the baby and the shopping cart? Or just give up completely and chalk it up to another tick-mark in the "PINS are the bane of my life" column? :)

--Julie E.

Erin said...

Julie, I would have gotten cash at the ATM but alas I'd need my pin for that, too.

JJ Daddy-O said...

Isn't the first rule of Price Club that you do not talk about Price Club?

Dan said...

I once bled all over my groceries as I was loading them up onto the checkout conveyor belt thing. I'd snagged my hand on the foil or something. The woman behind the checkout was not happy with me at all.

But yours was worse because at least I got my bog roll :p

Lisa@Pickles and Cheese said...

This sounds like a familiar memory of mine. When my kids were little like your Ethan, I would forget my pin number all the time and would call my husband in tears "What's wrong with me that I can remember a #@^%&% number?!!" We had to change it to something easy for me to remember and I haven't changed it to anything else since! And I agree, the humidity doesn't help.

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