Too Much Power

So I go to Costco today to pick up digital prints I ordered from our visit to Disneyland. I am just a plain 'ole Goldstar Member, so on weekdays, I am not allowed into Costco before 11 a.m. Usually, when I show up a few minutes early, the customer service person at the front door lets me in. Today, I arrived at 10:57 and there was a huge line of people with their carts, presumably Goldstar members like myself, waiting to enter the store. Holding them back was a little Hispanic woman who was fastidiously checking her watch to be sure not to let us in to the store even a second or two early. So I watch in amusement as people have sour looks on their faces and the Costco lady's jaw juts even further out. A battle of wills. I am immediatly transported to the infamous airplane scene from "Meet the Parents" where Ben Stillar's character is the only one waiting in the terminal to board the plane, but because the ditzy attendant has not called his row, he must wait until she finally calls his row. The absence of logic and reasoning struck me as I waited to get into Costco, watching the growing throng of people block the entrance and exit to the place. So it makes more sense to let the entryway and exit get clogged with people rather than to let them in a minute or two early? Clearly, the Costco-Check-Your-Badge-At-The-Door people have way too much power.