Below is a NYT article on something I have long been curious about: The Park Slope Food Co-op.
The Co-op has been around for a long time. The Premise: Only members can shop there. And they receive a discount on the products. But in return, members have to work a certain number of hours at the Co-op.
Sounds great, right? For those into the whole communal hippie thing, you get to have your wheat germ and eat it to-at a lower price.
But alas, hippie heaven cannot be found in the organic baby spinach aisle. And Nirvana is just a rock band with a junkie lead singer who killed himself.
It turns out the rules of the Co-op are draconian. For instance, if you are married your spouse is expected to work at the Co-op even if he/she does not join. In fact all adult members of a household are expected to work at the Co-op, even if only one family member joins. If those household members decide not to work at the Co-op, the one member who joined the Co-op must cover an additional shift of Co-op work for each adult member of the household.
Before you know it, you have a full time second job all because you cared about a chicken's quality of life before it was sent to the slaughterhouse.
The result: Lots of turnover in membership.
Uncle Joe Stalin never said it would be this way.
See you at Costco.
Flunking Out at the Food Co-op