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This was NOT the Wal-Mart where most of my crap happens. This is the one I worked at for three days before I got tired of their crap and walked out. (Just like I told them I would if they didn't treat me right. Their loss.)
The pharmacy opens at 9 a.m., and I was there about 8:50, waiting on it to open so I could give them a refill for my mom's medicine. There were three or four other people hanging around, all at least 80 (not joking,
), but we just sat down on the benches and waited.
About 8:55, some 40ish woman comes walking up and surveys all of us, looks at the closed-up pharmacy and says, in that "joking" way that isn't really joking, "Oh, they'd better hurry up, they're going to open late!"
Guh. Me and all the elderly folk just tried to ignore her, but she wandered over and sat on the bench behind me, still babbling away. "Oh, they're gonna be late, they'd better hurry, oh dear, their corporate won't be happy if they open late," blah blah blah, you get the message. She rattles on for a solid two minutes, while I and the others are just sitting there trying to pretend it's not happening.
I guess the fact that she wasn't getting the attention she wanted got to her, because she leaned up to address me, personally. "How long have you been here? Don't you think they're waiting awfully late to open?"
So, I looked over my shoulder at her and give her the response that seems right. "Why in hell's fuck are you talking to me? Do I know you?"
She gives me the
face and drops back on her bench, while the elderly folks start snickering. I love old people with a sense of humor. 
Yeah, the pharmacy opened late, BTW. They opened at 9:00:30. <Ben Stein>Wow.</Ben Stein> Jesus, call the paramedics, she might have a heart attack.
Especially interesting that she put her prescription in first, but got it last. *cough*
The pharmacy opens at 9 a.m., and I was there about 8:50, waiting on it to open so I could give them a refill for my mom's medicine. There were three or four other people hanging around, all at least 80 (not joking,
), but we just sat down on the benches and waited.About 8:55, some 40ish woman comes walking up and surveys all of us, looks at the closed-up pharmacy and says, in that "joking" way that isn't really joking, "Oh, they'd better hurry up, they're going to open late!"
Guh. Me and all the elderly folk just tried to ignore her, but she wandered over and sat on the bench behind me, still babbling away. "Oh, they're gonna be late, they'd better hurry, oh dear, their corporate won't be happy if they open late," blah blah blah, you get the message. She rattles on for a solid two minutes, while I and the others are just sitting there trying to pretend it's not happening.
I guess the fact that she wasn't getting the attention she wanted got to her, because she leaned up to address me, personally. "How long have you been here? Don't you think they're waiting awfully late to open?"
So, I looked over my shoulder at her and give her the response that seems right. "Why in hell's fuck are you talking to me? Do I know you?"
She gives me the
face and drops back on her bench, while the elderly folks start snickering. I love old people with a sense of humor. Yeah, the pharmacy opened late, BTW. They opened at 9:00:30. <Ben Stein>Wow.</Ben Stein> Jesus, call the paramedics, she might have a heart attack.
Especially interesting that she put her prescription in first, but got it last. *cough*
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