Night Moves: Juneteenth

I am still trying to wrap my head around the weekend’s events at my place of employment. Two of my team mates, in addition to myself, were selected as Department Managers. Tim C, Food Court Manager; Alex L, Foods Manager; and yours truly, Merchant Nights Manager. June 17, 2022 – On Friday, I celebrated 20Continue reading “Night Moves: Juneteenth”

Funniest Call Center Stories: Curaçao

Today, I attended a mandatory meeting for work. During the slideshow, there was a segment dedicated to Costco Travel. I worked there for 13 years, most of which in the call center. As you can imagine, I have plenty of stories of the calls I received. In American society, invariably you’ve contacted a call centerContinue reading “Funniest Call Center Stories: Curaçao”

Lost American In Paris

Yesterday at work, I enjoy a micro-conversation with a self-proclaimed Italian Costco Member over the pronunciation of the words: La Croix. It was well-intentioned and very lively. We concluded the origin of the words was French, and regardless of your attempt it’s difficult to pronounce correctly. I reminded me of a time when I lostContinue reading “Lost American In Paris”

Carlos Warehouse Chronicles: Oil of Olay

One of my responsibilities of a FE (Front End) Supervisors at Woodinville Costco is to answer radio requests from the Membership Desk. It’s usually one of three types: key flick, approval, or Merchandise Pick-Up aka MPU. It’s been almost 4 years now since the Oil of Olay Incident of 2017. There was a call from theContinue reading “Carlos Warehouse Chronicles: Oil of Olay”

Showtime Ready!

As a 18 year employee at Costco, one of the first bullet points I read on an Annual Performance Review was being … ‘showtime ready’. Meaning that by the time the WAREHOUSE doors open for business that all the merchandise is fully stocked, all tools are cleared from the floor, and swept and clean aislesContinue reading “Showtime Ready!”

Accidental ABBA

Costco Wholesale’s MidYear Inventory is fast approaching, which reminded me of the funniest inventory story I have had to date. I blame my mother and my Filipinoness, really. Karaoke, that is. I’m a proud American-Filipino, so I’m confident every American Filipino is born with a mic in their hand, and a rice cooker in theContinue reading “Accidental ABBA”