No it wasn't me and my kids. An apparently crazy man can take the blame this time. It was last Saturday when my daughter and I went to Costco to stock up on summer supllies. You know, important stuff like cold cereal, fruit snacks and a 20 lb bag of chocolate chips. Because you never know when you are going to need to make 20 doz cookies. I usually try to avoid Costco on a Saturday because of the crowds. But because I am completely incpable of planning ahead, we ended up there on a weekend.
We first downed the customary $1.50 hot dog and soda. I can not pass up a good hot dog that I get to decorate with a publically shared mustard and ketchup pump. Just the thrill of not knowing whose hands have been where, make it taste all that better. So then with my daughter driving the cart without any Costco drivng experience, we shimmied and dodged our way through Costco. And as usual when family comes along, I spent twice as much as normal.
Nothing seemed out of the ordinary as we got a check mark on our reciept and headed to our car. That's when I noticed the first cop car. It pulled right up in front of the store, blocking traffic and lights spinning. My first thought was "uh-oh, someone lost their reciept. There is going to be trouble!" As we were driving out of the parking lot, two more police cars passed us and zoomed towards the store. Wow, we were really missing the action. I was almost tempted to turn around and see what was up. But I didn't want my chocolate to melt so I had my daughter search for a police scanner on my phone. No luck. Oh well, they must have caught a shoplifter.
It wasn't until Sunday after church when my daughter told all the kids were buzzing about what happened at Costco. She shared the gruesome story then I read it in the paper. While WE WERE THERE, there was a crazy man knocking things off shelves and breaking things. Security called the police when they saw he had a GUN! Managment starting telling everyone to evacuate, leaving their carts and all. (We were just leaving the parking lot at this time. Thank goodness we got out with our loot!). As folks were leaving, the police arrived and found the guy leaving the store. They asked him to stop. He went for his gun and they SHOT HIM like four times. Dead. In front of MY Costco. Just yards away from the churros.
It was witnessed by a lot of people and the thought makes me sick to my stomach. ALMOST sick enough to not go back their and try there new gelato. Almost.