Trying To Avoid The Bulk Balk
I, like most people, I imagine, have a love-hate relationship with the big bulk stores — you know, Costco, Sam’s Club, the stores so large that they usually sit on a street named after them, the stores with shipment garage doors so massive they must have ordered them used from a UFO hangar at Area 51. There is much to love and hate about these bulk businesses. On one hand, they are always so crowded that I’m confident I’ll be arrested for ginormous-cart-related manslaughter — or at the very least find myself on the receiving end of a class action suit on behalf of the ...