I can never find anything. You have to walk every isle in the whole store. And that’s after you make it through 400 yards of parking lot expressly designed to get you run over by an F350. Then you get to the checkout (after picking the 20-minute line, of course) and learn which payment methods Costco currently is at war with; you better have something blessed. Then you get to stand in line again (this may actually be your third line of the day if card checks were queued up) with all your fellow suspected-shoplifters for some security theater receipt glance-and-mark. Finish it all off with another parking lot gauntlet, but this time fully laden.
I don’t have experience with any but my local Costco. Maybe the rest are delightful.