Last month I purchased a vat of Nestle’s Chocolate Chip Cookie dough from Costco.
Sometimes I want to make cookies for my students and I don’t always have time to make them from ’scratch.’
I heard your gasps of horror at the thought of me buying store bought cookie dough…..
When students ask me if I made them, I always say “Yes!”
(I did make them…I stood there in front of a 350 degree oven…plopping dough on cookie sheets…I made them!)
They are always very appreciative and the cookies are inhaled in no time.
I didn’t have time to use all the batter before graduation so I thought I would freeze the rest of the dough to use during the summer.
On Friday, I received a phone call and email telling me that the cookie dough I bought could be contaminated with salmonella.
I was to return the unused portion to the store for a full refund and I should also be expecting an official letter.
While I appreciate this benefit of their customer service dept, it got me thinking…do I really want someone watching what I’m buying?
Is there someone sitting in their purchasing department making notations about the things I buy?
They are probably wondering about the decline in my wine (blackberry Merlot) and yellow highlighter purchases.
I no longer have that “yellow nicotine index finger.”
Do they think I buy too many “bad carbs” and not enough salad?
Hey the ice cream I bought was “Skinny Cow.”
(Which isn’t bad…BTW.)
Big Brother should appreciate how much $$$ I spend in their photo department & don’t even get me started on how many books I’ve bought.
As I drove to Costco to return my poisonous cookie dough…I thought about what else I buy.
Analgesics…Prolesec….bagels…cream cheese…salmon…a container of salad for $2.00…..bread…spinach dip…that chicken salad I am addicted to….salmonella laced cookie dough.
Quite frankly, I think my purchases cry out “BORING!”
Next time, maybe I need to mix it up a little…
I’m thinking I might load up my cart with kitty litter, Vaseline, condoms, extra virgin olive oil, latex gloves, Dexter on Blue Ray…and a case of fuel injection cleaner.
One of my all time favorite things to do is watch what people ahead of me in line buy and connect the dots in their lives. My imagination runs wild. If only their lives were really THAT exciting. If only my life was THAT exciting.
Sometimes I look in their baskets and wonder where they found this or that. One afternoon a woman in front of me commented on my purchases. She agreed that the Sonoma Chicken salad is indeed addictive….I would say so, it filled with poppy seeds. Don’t eat this before going for a job interview if they are going to ask you to pee in a cup!
When waiting in line, I do like to see what others are buying, and sometimes I confess to thinking, “Should you be buying THAT?” But I keep my mouth shut, because of what I might have in my cart — and because I’m a polite person, ha, ha. It is unnerving that all of our purchases are recorded, particularly when we buy somewhere we are members, like Costco, or use a shopping card like the one I got at Van’s when I visited CA. I use my local ones all of the time. They know where we live and what we buy…. Sometimes I like to live on the edge and pay with cash and use no shopping card.
I enjoyed this post. The last paragraph was hilarious.