The plan was to be home by 2. Yeah right.
Last night I worked setting up the sale floor at Victoria Secret from 6 pm til 3 this morning. I hope I never see another pantie or lip gloss again. Thanks to Matt, Eric, Danielle, and Sandy I made it through fairly sane. Due to my late night panty raid, I slept in til ten this morning when my mom came in to see if I wanted to go with her to take grandpappy to the hospital for surgery. The surgery was to be half hour, started at 12, and would include free lunch from mom. Sure.
We dropped gramps off and headed to the mall to get a few things, when we got back we discovered they were 2 hours behind schedule. Lovely. Long story short, we ran tons more errands then came back and sat in the waiting room. When grandpa came to I took his perscription and wallet down to the pharmacy at McKay Dee. Upon arriving I noticed three things: 1- the pharmacist was attractive and wedding ring-less; 2- they sold Haribu gummy frogs (scrumptious); and 3- I was the only one there. Shortly after placing my order I sat down to wait. I was then surrounded by a very nice hispanic family of mom, dad, brother, sister. The parents spoke in lightning speed spanish (I swear they were making fun of me only because I have no idea what they were saying) and the children were munching on onion rings. They offered me some. Pass. Thank you, but pass. Didn't get to talk to the attractive pharmacist either. Boo.
Nutshell version is, I didn't get home until 5 and only had 30 minutes to shower and be ready for golf (discussed in a previous post). My conclusions were this: Hospitals need bigger parking lots and air fresheners under every chair in the waiting room so it doesn't smell like a hospital, Einstein's Bagels has the best chicken, bacon, swiss sandwhich ever made on this planet, and I am going to invent a type of paper panty to wear under those hideodorous hospital gowns to add some form of modest decency for patients. Don't steal my idea.
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