I was standing in line waiting to pay for my purchases at Costco the other day when one of their employees came up to me and greeted me by name. Knowing that I did not have my official FTI identification card around my neck, nor, wearing the brightly decorated, ceremonial Executive Director's toque (which is worn during only the most solemn of FTI events), I was a bit surprised how this guy knew me. After all, we strive to work in total anonymity here at FTI as a cover story in explaining the low readership traffic we experience here on a daily basis. Regardless, I digress; this individual noted that I had spent x amount of dollars in the last year and that I could earn cash back on all of my purchases if I chose to get a Costco/American Express card. Now, I already have an American Express card and was not interested in the Costco brand card and politely declined his offer. I was surprised, however, how he knew my name. He replied that the small scanner in his hand was used to "shoot" my card while it was on top of my purchases as it ran up the conveyor belt at checkout. Instantly, he had my name, address, purchase history, etc. I inquired which aisle this device was located, but was met with a puzzled reply of "They are not for sale" and to "Have a nice Day". The guy walked off.
My thinking is simple. (* Rim-shot.* Cue all of the wise assed commenter's: Your comments are welcome, but, please do not write "How many times have you heard that before?" Our sophistication level at this blog is a bit higher than that.) If I had such a device that I could point at the Misfits and immediately document their stupid actions, comments, and deeds, my life would be exponentially more efficient and leave me more time to do the things I really want to do. Like waiting in line behind a bunch of kids and oblivious shoppers for a sample of tasty, restaurant quality, lasagna bites on sale today for $7.99.