I went back to my apartment today, but when I changed my address I got a coupon for only $20 for a membership to Costco and I figured it was a good deal so asked my mom if she wanted to come with me to verify my membership and pick up the card and all.
There's one Costco in NH. It's RIGHT on the Massachusetts border. NH is sales tax free, MA has crazy sales tax so of course everyone on the border comes up here to buy shyt (I believe it is also why the largest liquor store in NH is pretty much across the street from this Costco, and pretty much all our big malls are 30 minutes of the border by highway). It was mid-day on a Saturday with weather that makes shopping more appealing than barbecuing, going to the beach/mountains/lakes, etc. That place was BUSY!
So back at my mom's for now, going to ask to get dropped off before she makes herself dinner.
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"I don't know what I'm looking for."
"Why not?"
"Because...because...I think it might be because if I knew I wouldn't be able to look for them."
"What, are you crazy?"
"It's a possibility I haven't ruled out yet,"
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