Finally got the nerve to go to Rite-Aid to hunt and gather. Right after I walked in, a girl -- dressed EXACTLY like me -- was behind, and hurried ahead of me. We wore identical baseball caps, white t-shirts...jeans. So of course, I noticed her. Anyway, I'm all minding my business, when I hear this whispered conversation about "...her hair is in a white baseball cap, pulled up in a ponytail..." on a policeman's radio.
I was all paranoid, thinking they knew that *I* was the one who told the lesbian officer she was unfit to wear a uniform, running down -- in my head -- what it could POSSIBLY BE that they were after me for. As I rounded a corner, FIVE big police officers were all "EXCUSE ME. WE NEED TO SEE YOUR I.D."
I fumbled around and sure enough, it was in my glove compartment. I did, however, have a business card thing with my editor-in-chief bidness cards, and showed them THAT, and told them I could go out to the car and get other I.D., BUT WHAT IS GOING ON???
Then, one of the younger officers FLEW down the aisle towards the pharmacy. They said "Nevermind. Sorry we inconvenienced you" and like handcuffed her, and she burst into tears, trying to explain ... SOMETHING.
GAH. I CAN'T LEAVE THE FREAKIN' HOUSE WITHOUT WEIRD SHEIZE GOIN' ON. WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?
Anyway, since I am nosy (and a reporter), I cozied up to the pharmacist and found out she's a resident/intern/U.A.B.? student who's been writing her own prescriptions for hydrocodone. OOO GOOODYYYYYY. HAVE A NICEEEEEEEEEEE LONG JAIL STAY, WHILST YOU LOSE ANY CHANCE OF A FUTURE.
Hahaha. Mkay. That was SO NOT FUNNY. But still. WHAT ARE THE FREAKIN' CHANCES?!?!? It IS just me. No one wanted to tell me, but yeah. I'm SO freakin' jinxed.
Uh. Still in shock. I'm just sayin'...I need a lil nap after all that, and the death trip home on the scary doughnut.
Gratuitous, daily quiz...YEAH. I'M CONFIDENT I ALMOST WENT TO JAIL FOR LOOKING LIKE SOME OTHER CHICK.
Yeah. Okay. WHATEVER.
WTH?
I was all paranoid, thinking they knew that *I* was the one who told the lesbian officer she was unfit to wear a uniform, running down -- in my head -- what it could POSSIBLY BE that they were after me for. As I rounded a corner, FIVE big police officers were all "EXCUSE ME. WE NEED TO SEE YOUR I.D."
I fumbled around and sure enough, it was in my glove compartment. I did, however, have a business card thing with my editor-in-chief bidness cards, and showed them THAT, and told them I could go out to the car and get other I.D., BUT WHAT IS GOING ON???
Then, one of the younger officers FLEW down the aisle towards the pharmacy. They said "Nevermind. Sorry we inconvenienced you" and like handcuffed her, and she burst into tears, trying to explain ... SOMETHING.
GAH. I CAN'T LEAVE THE FREAKIN' HOUSE WITHOUT WEIRD SHEIZE GOIN' ON. WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?
Anyway, since I am nosy (and a reporter), I cozied up to the pharmacist and found out she's a resident/intern/U.A.B.? student who's been writing her own prescriptions for hydrocodone. OOO GOOODYYYYYY. HAVE A NICEEEEEEEEEEE LONG JAIL STAY, WHILST YOU LOSE ANY CHANCE OF A FUTURE.
Hahaha. Mkay. That was SO NOT FUNNY. But still. WHAT ARE THE FREAKIN' CHANCES?!?!? It IS just me. No one wanted to tell me, but yeah. I'm SO freakin' jinxed.
Uh. Still in shock. I'm just sayin'...I need a lil nap after all that, and the death trip home on the scary doughnut.
Gratuitous, daily quiz...YEAH. I'M CONFIDENT I ALMOST WENT TO JAIL FOR LOOKING LIKE SOME OTHER CHICK.
You're a Confident ChicaYou're a total superstar - and you know it Even if no one else does (in which case you'll remind them) You hate to admit that you're wrong... even to yourself Your life is great - and you're thankful for every great thing you have Are You Confident YOU MIGHT go to jail for looking like someone else? WTH? |
Yeah. Okay. WHATEVER.
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- 8 Aug 2019, 21:28I occasionally come in here. THIS time, when I popped in to respond to you, someone had reset my password. YAY. o.O
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- 7 Jun 2019, 16:58Ughhhhhhh the phone rang (doctor with called-in script), and I can't sleep. :/ This is bad.
- 7 Jun 2019, 16:57Hahaha. My DAUGHTER took this pic at a restaurant when I was obviously unaware that I was spilling out of my shirt. O.o
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Try to find out her name :)
The pharmicist told me doctors were the worst abusers (of that drug) of anyone. Weeeeeeird. I thought nurses were. Hmm. Maybe she was a nurse? She was definitely much younger than moi.
heh. Like I said before...
I was dressed CASUALLY. How do you figure it was 'psycho-like'????
Um...fyi -- there's a HUGE difference between (most) psychos vs. addicts.
And I love this ensemble; am complimented on it often.
At any rate, I always wear this combo (note that I own about 758273295789 white t-shirts, and tonsssssss of cooleous blue jeans...the white hat is tres cool, according to my friends, so I'm thinking there was nothing wrong with THAT).
What gets me is the vast age difference. THE STUPIDTY. I felt sorry for her; but then again, people like her are the reason why people like my dad (and anyone ELSE suffering chronic pain) can't get medication. That IS bad.
Ahahahahaha. *cough*
The employees and I had a nice lil laugh after that, though. One of them actually approached IMMEDIATELY after the one police took off after the chick, and was saying "nooooooo no she comes here ALL THE TIME." LOL :-D
http://www.livejournal.com/users/bugtilaheh/461981.html
*runs to check numero dos*
Glad they didn't give you TOO hard a time though, I suppose it could have been worse...they could have really hassled you about the ID or something.
And the person they busted...throwing away life for some super-spiked pain pills? Oi.
Waaaaaaaahahahaha.
I wouldn't have sued. The problem with this freakin' country are frivolous lawsuits.
Mkay...let's look at ME for a second (ok, you don't HAVE to but I'm just sayin'...). I was hit by a car going 65mph; a dentist used what a surgeon described as an 'unclean instrumnet' (a very EXPENSIVE dentist), and I was rushed in for surgery the day after; my DOCTOR hit on me (in a big, serious way); my EDITOR DID, TOO (very well-respected newspaper here); and not once did I file lawsuit when I had every freakin' right under the sun to do so.
And THAT doesn't include all the other times I could've but didn't. Although the man who hit me SHOULD'VE been sued (and yes, my ex-husband retained an attorney; he went to jail for a longggggggg time), as far as *I* am concerned, all the others would've truly been frivolous. I was insulted by sexual harrassment. SO? I'm just as bad (if you consider language and distasteful jokes). If somebody touches me that I don't WANT TO, you can bet *I* took care of all that. I don't need an attorney to fight for a few dollars, when I could break someone's hand :-D
Anyway...it's too early. What? LOL.