"Members Only"

Last weekend Ben and I joined another members only club. I would say that, at this club, we blend in a little better, but when we signed up we were asked if we were any of the following: small business owners, non-profit agency, teacher, or have any military affiliation. No, no, no, and no. Was this going to be a problem? I mean, we really only wanted to take advantage of sample Saturday's and buy the much needed twenty gallons of detergent or the occasional 60 pound rack of ribs.

No problem, we got signed up and were well on our way to embarrassing ourselves. Our behavior definitely would have been shunned by our elitist club friends. We couldn't help walking down the aisle laughing at the pure absurdity of the sizes of some of the items and seeing how many times we could sample the egg rolls without the sample lady catching on to us. (The answer is four). Like clockwork, we can almost guarantee that every Saturday afternoon we will receive a call from Ben's dad who has found an excellent deal on some yard ornament, shower shaver, or car accessory. Now, that will be us! Welcome to the world of owning a Sam's club membership!

Who doesn't need a 12 pound bag of Baking Soda?

And behind door #2, a lovely 800 horse power snow blower, fully equipped with all terrain wheels.

Update: After I wrote this blog I headed to the gym for a run and walked straight into a table set up with a royal blue tablecloth and the Sam's Club logo. Behind sat an eager Sam's Club representative recruiting new members! We may be running into more of our elitist friends than I thought. Probably need to proceed with a bit more caution when accosting the sample lady.