Costco is even worse, yet somehow a certain female tricks me into going with her at least once a month. Between the surly (and overwhelmed) checkout clerks and the “membership police” (who threaten to throw you out if your picture doesn’t look EXACTLY like you do on that given day), I really loathe that place. Besides, it is run by Seattle-area Obamunists.
Your experience with Costco has been considerably different from mine.
As long as I avoid the busiest periods, it’s fine where I am.