Costco is our Mecca, how do you think we can afford to buy in bulk for our huge ass families?
When I was at my peak, close to 400lb, but I did everything on progressive resistance machines so that doesn’t translate well to free weights since the dynamics are completely different. Not sure what it is now but I would imagine were I to start again, I would it would probably have to be around 2/3 of that. Maybe more since, as I mentioned earlier, I seem to have a genetic gift for maintaining muscle tone that my former gf (a fitness trainer) was insanely jealous of.
edit: but I wasn’t just a pec’s and guns guy. I could lift the whole weight stack with my abs and the same for my lats.
I just figured the OP took the wrong cart from the pharmacy section, pushed it all the way across the store, parked it, then when he came back he noticed it was the wrong one. Then he walked back to the pharmacy and found his cart. The people staring at him were the owners of the cart that he’d just left on the far side of the store, who he then laughed at.
I’ve tried to explain this already, but maybe more detail will help. I had just picked up some baileys from the back of the store. I had gone down the aisle on the side of the store opposite the pharmacy (where I will soon return) and then cut over to get to the pharmacy.
With my cart in hand, I see someone looking at a display of brushheads for a sonic toothbrush. These are the same that they have on display near the base unit on the opposite where I’ve just been.
Without EVER leaving go of my cart, I ask the guy if he knows where the circular (Oral-B) heads are. We have the ensuing conversation described above and I depart for the opposite side of the store where events unfold precisely as I have described.
Is this sufficiently clear?
I was being genuine and suggesting another possibility for how your cart disappeared.
The other part was because I thought you were making a mountain over a molehill, but yes, it’s your right to discuss what you want. I guess I was being a little snarky with that.
Actually no, I wouldn’t. At most, I’d think you’d express mild bemusement and confusion. I don’t think ‘being pissed off’ would be an appropriate reaction at this stage.
Agreed.
As someone who works at a store that’s not dissimilar to Costco, I’ve had customers come up to me in confusion before because someone else had wandered off with their shopping cart. There’s not much we can tell them except to wait and see if the person realizes their error and comes back that way.
And not get pissed off about it! 
Apparently you have never experienced Costco’s Kosher Hot Dog, Chicken Bake, or frozen yogurt. Used to work near a Costco, many of us would go there for lunch. Fast service, great food, and the morons are quite entertaining!
Oh man, the toothbrush heads are totally NOT in the pharmacy area.
And the ICE CREAM BAR! Creamy vanilla ice cream covered with chocolate and almonds.
Maybe by the sexual aids?
No, probably not.
a. wrong store
b. Jesus, I’ve been watching too much pr0n.
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I don’t about you two. I can only judge by their pizza which is greasy enough to do an oil change and lube on my Honda. I’m not trying anything else. Na-uh. 
:eek:
Costco’s chicken bake ROCKS. The first time I got something from their food court thingy was because I was dizzy from low blood sugar, figuring it’d suck but I had to eat something RITE NAO if I wanted to avoid passing out. Man, I was pleasantly shocked!
Kevbo, I also love your bike and its Costco setup. I love the tortilla chips in the front basket; it can also function as an airbag! 
Just chiming in to note that that is precisely the same bike I had when I lived in the city of Atlanta. Well not precisely, because of course that was a while back, but anyway that reminds me strongly of the one I used when I was living in the Virginia-Highlands area of Atlanta. How fascinating and curious it is to see this.
Thanks, Kevbo!
And, for what it is worth, this is my take on this weirdness, which it certainly appears to be. Our protagonist turned his attention from his cart for a moment. He walked away and then returned to find his cart was not where he thought it was.
This is the whole point, right?
When I was living in the city of Athens, I went to Sam’s Club (the alternative to Costco, and was the only store like that in town, so don’t judge me please) probably once or twice a week. That gives me something on the order of 70 trips a year to this giant box store.
How many times have I lost my cart? Maybe 5 times.
Really.
FIVE.
In a year?
Yes.
I turn around, children running about. Produce section, I just want to get some apples and pears but… apparently someone’s children have decided they want to lie down across the aisle. The oldest says, “We’re speed bumps.”
“OK,” I laugh and they giggle and get up.
And, that was funny and I got my fruit.
And my cart wasn’t there.
But, remember being those children?
Pranking people is part of what makes us… us.
So, I am guessing that you just lost your cart because someone moved it.
But that’s just based on the fact that your postings have been cogent, enlightening and entertaining, and that you aren’t a loon. 
OK?
And these kind of things happen to other people all of the time.
Be kind to yourself and realize that this is the kind of chaotic weirdness that happens. Without it this place would be truly boring.
Oh and by the way, by ‘this place’ I mean ‘The Universe’. But you probably already knew that.
Were the people staring at you in the pharmacy the same ones who stared at you in the parking lot? And when did you turn your music on? Usually you unload your shit into the trunk, then get into the car and turn on the engine, then maybe turn on your music and drive off. Your music isn’t playing still in the parking lot long enough for people to be staring at you. And how do you know he was staring at you because of your music?
Anyway, I can’t figure out how you knew these people were Mormons. Mormons don’t look any different than anyone else. Or were they perhaps Amish? In my experience, Amish people usually keep to themselves and wouldn’t be staring at people in Costco . . . if they go to Costco at all. Or . . . I’m wondering whether you have a beard. Are these the Amish guys who cut that guy’s beard? I thought they were in jail. Come to think of it, from an Amish perspective, Costco may be the same as jail after all. Or hell. And it makes sense that they would hide the toothbrush heads, since they don’t use things like that. What do they use to brush their teeth, little corn cobs?
Oh shit, I think I’m having a contact high.
I appreciate your being charitable and I hope I’m not being tedious just by responding, but I feel obliged to highlight certain things.
First, I apologize for not including certain details which may turn out to be relevant, but given the medium, I try to favor brevity. Plus I’m lazy. I have OCD, although it’s not very bad these days, and although I won’t try to explain why, it’s unlikely that I would ever misplace my cart. I misplace things at home daily, but that’s completely different. I know I haven’t actually “lost” anything, so I’m not vigilant. Out in the jungle, I’m hyper-vigilant. Beyond that, an octahedral gazebo is a hard thing to mistake for something else. So even forgetting the OCD part, it’s not likely.
Second, the place I found the cart was on the other side of the store. It’s hard for me to imagine a full cart that someone 6ft tall can’t see over finding it’s way that far unless a certain amount of purposeful intervention was involved.
Oh man, crashing is going to be a bitch. Good luck dude. 
Anyway. Yeah. You’ve got the lot scenario down except I had to move the car to load up, that’s why the music was on. And this was guy who I’m pretty sure wasn’t the same since he was alone and the other guy seemed to be with other people. I’ve heard about these small tribe-like groups called, ummm, ‘families’ I think.