Scenes from CostCo

As is my habit, I hit the Co’s today for my shopping (WinCo and CostCo). Standing in the checkout line at CostCo there is a guy behind me with but one item. I ask him if he’d like to get in front of me.

Him: No, but thanks. It’s not like you’ve got a lot of stuff. Not like your preparing for the upcoming famine or anything.
Me: Nah, I got that taken care of months back. I’m all set.
Him: Yeah? I’m just getting started.
Me: You know that WinCo has a section of buckets, lids, and 50# bags of wheat, rice, and stuff like that, right?
Him: No, I didn’t. <Interested voice>
Me: Yeah, head back to the corner where the bulk coffee is. They’ve got buckets, lids, water storage containers, and that sort of thing. Check ’em out, it’s like one-stop shopping.
Him: Thanks!

And that’s how it happens, guys. That’s how you wind up meeting fellow like-minded individuals. My dance card is already filled in terms of ‘enough’ LMI friends, so I’m not particularly interested in adding more to the fold, but I’m more than happy to guide someone to resources that they may not have been aware of. One fed and self-sufficient neighbor is one less potential looter.