Just thought I'd share this story with you. Yesterday I happened to be in Marshalls and of course had to visit the tiny exercise section. Well, there was this set of 20lb weights for $6.00...so of course, after taking about ten minutes to figure out how much that was a pound...I had to have them! I started to lift them out of the display case and realized the box was just a litle bit heavy and wouldn't budge from where it was wedged in. Undaunted, because of my quest for Cathe muscles and wanting to be able to say me "me too" when Cathe says "I'll be using 20's" I decided to take one weight out first. I placed it on the side of the table where it pomptly fell off! It made a horrible sound, disturbing, I'm sure the people shopping in domestics all the way across the store. It then, rolled sounding like a bomb, across the floor and stopped under another display case. I went to get it and was flailing around on the floor and heard an announcement that customer assistance was needed. The customer was me and this guy came rushing up, looked at me battling with the weight and said " Marshalls prefers that you leave the merchandise in the origional packaging until purchased". I launched into a profusely apologetic explanation about stuck boxes, heavy weights, blah, blah, blah. We got the box out of the case and the weights back into the box. I asked him if he could carry the box to the counter for me. He wanted to know why I was buying weights I couldn't lift and I lied and told him they were a surprise for my husband! He picked them up and put them in one arm. On the way he happened to glance in the box and got this rather nauseated look on his face. He asked me why I was getting "bright yellow weights for my husband". Since I'd already lied, I lied again and told him yellow was my husband's favorite color ( my husband loathes yellow). I don't know if he felt sorrier for me having a husband who uses little, shiny, yellow dumbells or my husband who was supposedly getting little, shiny, yellow dumbells. When we got to the counter he shoved the box into my arms and left. I immediately fell back into the counter and almost took out their super duper Christmas clearance display. Finally, after I paid, I had to take the box and one weight out to the car and come back for the other one. I left the thugs in the car when I got home and asked my husband to carry them in for me. He tossed the box and weights under his arm like a football and asked me "Aren't you still using those little pink weights'? Well really... the pink weights are 2 pounders!! The new guys are happily settled, right next to the 12's and 15's that I can't lift yet. I hope they don't ask when they'll see any action. Get comfortable guys...many, many moons!! See what we go through in our quest for Cathe muscles!! Bethc