Several weeks ago, Dan went to Walgreens to pick up a prescription. He came home in a foul mood, complaining about an employee. We�ll call him Gary. Dan went on about the interaction for longer than is customary, but...
Several weeks ago, Dan went to Walgreens to pick up a prescription. He came home in a foul mood, complaining about an employee. We�ll call him Gary.
Dan went on about the interaction for longer than is customary, but I chalked it up to Gary having a bad day and Dan not being in much of a mood to endure the nonsense. Sure, Gary was rude, but I worked with the public. I know some days you just got to let �er rip. And it�s usually not on the customers who truly deserve it. It�s the poor sots who come later, when your restraint is dissolved into a puddle of heterogenous goo.
Well.
I was wrong about Gary. He is just an asshole. Mom, Dan, and I went to get our flu and COVID shots early this week, and Gary�s demeanor was not at all suitable for public interaction.
�That�s the guy I was telling you about,� Dan leaned in while we waited and Gary said jerkish things to a woman picking up her prescription at the counter.�
When Gary was ready for us, he called us all back to a tiny room. �You can all just come back at once since this is a group appointment,� he said making a beeline for the room where vaccines are administered.
Before I could even get to my feet, Gary muttered, �Or not.�
�Dude,� I grumbled, scooting my rollator across the industrial carpet, �have a little patience.� I�m sure everyone in the waiting area heard the exchange.
When it was over my mom said, �The actual shots were less painful than that encounter.�
I�m leaving out several other annoying details because it�s not worth writing about.
Anyway, I�m vaccinated. Hooray.
In other news, Oliver is about 7 months old. As requested, here are some more pictures of him from my camera roll.
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