I hope this won't seem mean, but ...
[and don't we love sentences that start like that?]
I did a U-turn in the Costco parking lot yesterday, and went back home, because by 10:30, the competition for spaces was already ugly. But I had to hit Costco again today, and planned to get there a half-hour early, to get a spot, and get in line at the door. I checked their schedule online this morning at about 8:40, only to see that they were opening, not at ten, but at nine. Eek!
I set aside my remaining half-mug of coffee, threw on the nearest clothes I could find, and bolted. I got there about ten till nine, slipped right into a prime parking spot, and saw that they had already opened the doors. I went in, and enjoyed one of the most relaxing Costco trips ever. The few people there were in good moods - smiling and laughing, casually chit-chatting about how pleasant the morning was. I found everything pretty easily, then had my choice of checkout lines (well, not really 'lines', since there weren't any, but you get the idea). I was out the door, shopping complete, and home by ten.
That wasn't mean was it?
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