for the love of bulk.

It makes a lot of sense, because Costco is a Northwestern Original, but my work colleagues are constantly talking about Costco.

Last week alone, there were about half a dozen references to Costco, two in one shift:

PATIENT FAMILY MEMBER:
Try these! The fruit and vegetable platter is really good. Don't worry, it's from Costco!

JAMIE:
Oh yes, it looks good. Thanks!

PFM:
[as if trying to convince me it's not melamine laced food from China, or anything]
Yes, it's from Costco!

And later:

CHARGE NURSE:
Try these peanut butter bars!

JAMIE:
Ooo! Those are good. What's the recipe?

CHARGE NURSE:
No recipe! They're from Costco! And did you know, you don't even have to bake them? Just defrost.

JAMIE:
Rilly? From Costco?! No-bake?

CHARGE NURSE:
I know. They're from Costco, isn't that great? I love that place.

People are always talking about stuff you can get at Costco, and how, if you can't find something somewhere else, why not try Costco, because they have everything.

I'm pretty sure you could even find Jesus at Costco if you looked hard enough. (Which might be a snappy thing to tell evangelists when they ask you if you've found Jesus, or been saved: "Sure, at Costco! And boy, talk about savings when you buy Him in bulk!") You could probably throw in a line about "two for the price of one papal indulgences" but they might not get that remark, either.

(Note: If you look closely on the advertisement on the side of the truck, you have to wonder what made the Think Tank include "Red Vines" and "Oberto Beef Jerky" as office/business supplies. )