It didn't matter what time of day Ralph went to Costco because it seemed liked it was always busy. That was probably only because if there was one chore he hated more than anything it was shopping. Clothes, furniture, even tools - he hated it all. It seemed like he could never quite find exactly what he was looking for no matter what it was and the sales people were almost always of no help. The only fun he ever really had shopping was if he was buying tennis clothes or equipment. That was okay because he knew what he wanted, where to find it and what it should cost. If only the rest of life was so straight forward, thought Ralph.
