at last, at long last
after many days of waiting
with no pending arrival date
once called ‘non-essential’
my glitter shoes have arrived
balance is restored.
“a little glitter can turn your whole day around.”
there were the expected headlines/updates/graphs:
virus numbers updates
calls for mayor’s resignation
protest marches continue
cruise ship passengers awaiting refunds
to wear a mask or not?
and then in huge letters:
COSTCO STOPS SELLING HALF-SHEET CAKES
why is this a story?
why is this a bigger-font-size-worthy story?
what is the story?
here’s the story and it’s an odd logic.:
The past few months have been chaotic for Costco customers, with product shortages, long lines and the temporary elimination of free food samples. Now, it appears there’s another change for devoted shoppers: Costco has eliminated the iconic half-sheet cakes that are the centerpiece of graduation and birthday parties.
Costco has quietly stopped selling the $20 half-sheet cakes across its US stores for the past month, instead pointing people toward its 10-inch round cakes and other assorted baked goods.
“To help limit personal contact and create more space for social distancing, Costco has reduced service in some departments,” the company explained to outraged customers on its Facebook account.
Costco confirmed to CNN Business it’s not selling the half-sheet cakes anymore and it has “no immediate plans” to bring it back. A spokesperson added that its 10-inch round cakes “seem to be resonating with our members.”
The decision also coincides with a recommendation from several US states and health agencies to avoid or prohibit large gatherings in light of Covid-19. Half-sheet cakes feeds around 50 people, while its 10-inch round cake serves around a dozen.
my interpretation: apparently the thought is that if you don’t have a big cake, you will not have a big celebration, where people will gather around the big cake in a big group. if you have more pieces of cake, you will then invite more people to go with it. what if you just bought a few round cakes, couldn’t you invite the same amount of people and just cut from the round cakes, or would that discourage you from inviting more guests as you’d have to then open more than one box? what about people just deciding to socially distance themselves without the cake being the deciding factor? just wondering, or is this that devil math at play once again? does it come down to having to match ratios, person to piece, and not have any leftover cake to eat for breakfast? i knew i should have listened in school.
“cake is happiness! If you know the way of the cake, you know the way of happiness!
If you have a cake in front of you, you should not look any further for joy!”
-c. joyBell c.
credits: cnn business
not me, but someone in my age range with a similar level of enthusiasm
on my maiden voyage
into the world of
the senior grocery shopping hour
60 and up’s
pallor of someone
who’s done hard time served in quarantine
i was met at the door
by a customer helper
who wiped down cart handles
as we each took one
in an orderly way
i was happily headed in
when a worker at the self-checkout
shot me a disdainful dirty look
i chalked it up to her being forced to be here under duress
moving among the others
mindful of age
people with less obvious challenges
trying to be happy and friendly
as i was getting ready to leave
a fellow shopper approached me
“they really should check i.d. and you know what i mean!!”
it finally hit me
that both negative reactions
came in response to them doubting if i was really a senior
i had to laugh and take it as a compliment
thought back to my younger days
when i falsely tried to convince people i was ‘of age’
by using my oldest sister’s license as fake i.d.
funny how things change and stay the same.
“none are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.”
-henry david thoreau
image credit: animal planet
I’m curious why
there would be signs
‘candy’ and kids candy?’
and then the added category of
what if the sign just read ‘candy’ ?
I’ve never considered candy to be age-specific.
are toxic extreme sour patch garbage pail warheads
the gateway into a peppermint patty?
seems like it should be the other way around.
what’s the cutoff age to qualify to eat adult candy?
is it humiliating if you’re an adult and are seen eating the kid’s candy?
is it open season to eat the bars and all ages are welcome?
do you have to get someone to buy for you
if you don’t look the proper age?
do they see it as marketing to 3 different groups
each needing their own candy sign
all in one aisle?
who sorts them and decides which is suited for which?
I like to live on the edge and went with the rollos.
“taste the rainbow.”
as merely an observer of the event
I’d have to guess
that she when she arrived at the store
perhaps with the intention
of buying a tea towel
she did not plan to leave
with a giant metal chicken
and may have even worried
that if she did not buy it today
someone else might come along
they too could not live without it
one day longer.
life is funny that way.
‘buying involves decision-making.
it’s a performance activity, like sports or acting.’
after a long while
and a lot of swedish kaffe
i made it
the ikea rat maze
but not before gathering
all kinds of ‘domgjingos’
and other unexplained things along the way
along with the one item I set out to buy.
I was feeling victorious
when things took a turn.
I left my cart at the end of an aisle
to get a closer look
at an exciting ‘grushlbonker’ of some sort
and my cart went missing.
I first thought that maybe I had misplaced it.
I then looked for someone ahead of me
who may have mistakenly grabbed the wrong cart.
still no luck.
I watched for someone to suddenly do an about face
and hurriedly return with the wrong cart in hand
a bit embarrassed and mumbling an apology.
still no luck.
maybe it was my giant blue used $1.49 bag
I had in there that was so appealing?
what could anyone else possibly
find any use for, or value
in the odd collection of things I’d snagged along the way?
I couldn’t even remember most of what I had in there
but now I felt I needed each of them for some reason
and was somehow missing them.
I decided to consider it a small gift to the universe
someone must have needed it all more than me.
I hadn’t paid for anything yet
so no loss
other than time and energy
and of course
that fancy blue bag
but most of all
I had no desire to rerun the maze
so I grabbed a few new things
I didn’t know that I needed
along the route to the register.
and threw in
a shiny new blue bag
a 6-pack of cinnamon rolls
just for good measure.
“why would anyone steal a shopping cart? it’s like stealing a two year old.”
An adorable Shiba Inu named Ken-kun in Hokkaido, Japan remarkably runs his own sweet potato stand.
The watchful dog politely tends to whatever the customer needs, however, he is not able to accept payment. That situation is solved with a slot in which to put the money.
Customers need to have the exact amount (or be willing to leave the rest), as a sign on the front of the stand reads:
“Because I am a dog, I can’t give you change.”
“the dog lives for the day, the hour, even the moment.”
-robert falcon scott
sources: Lori Dorn, laughing squid
we came in empty handed and left with quite a colorful array of characters
such a fun day
spent in southwest detroit
shopping at the ‘honeybee market’
with our spanish teachers
for the pinatas
(one of my favorite things)
to take back to school
for our cinco de mayo celebrations.
“the celebration… you cannot practice it or anything.
it’s a moment when the excitement of your goal
makes you react to the moment.”