Traveling Thoughts

The trip to the periodontist was uneventful. I couldn’t feel a thing, I had my earbuds in and All American Rejects blasting in my ears. When I left, I couldn’t feel a thing. By the time I got to my side of town and through the traffic, I was starting to feel. I wasn’t all that thrilled. I had a prescription for vicodin and I was going to take it to Walgreens but there was no way I was going to get it fast enough.

I had to stand in line behind some woman that took forever just to hand it in. They told me it would be 30 minutes, so I went next door to walmart to get some myoplex since I can’t exactly eat. I came back, it had been 30 minutes, 40 actually, I got in line, and stood their. I couldn’t speak very well, I mean, I have packing on the right side of the underside of my roof of my mouth and I have packing on the outside of the right side of my gums and I was slightly dehydrated, speaking, wasn’t happening. I get up there, give her my visa, cause she didn’t get my name when i said it and said my prescription wouldn’t be ready until 5:23. I told her that I was told that it was going to be 30 min when I came in, it had now been 40 minutes. I wish I could’ve smacked this lady, she rolled her eyes, who the hell rolls their eyes at clients. I pay her salary with all the drugs I come in and buy every month…

So, I had to sit and wait, and like 15 min goes by and they call my name, so I hop back in line and wait, 10 minutes…by this time, it’s 5:15…I get up there, and she asks to see my license, they’ve never needed to see my license, and her comment is “a law was passed last week and we’re required to see licenses for all controlled substances” my thought was, by the time I get out of here, it won’t be controlled anymore, and I’ll need a beer to wash it down…I was like fine, whatever, I’ll get you a license, it was a $2 prescription, 8 pills, I didn’t need a license for it, it was a cash transaction.

So I go get my license, I come back in, and I have to stand in line, again…This time, 10 minutes later, 5:30 now, an hour and a half since I got out of the periodontist’s office, and 30 minutes past the time the dentist said the anesthesia would wear off. I’m beginning to not be able to tolerate anything, I’ve got no patience, I just want to go home and I’m fighting the battle of the all too common anymore walgreens pharmacy. I tell the guy that they should posts a sign saying that id’s are now required when picking up controlled substances so that we know and don’t waste our time in lines several times over in a night. His response “we just ask when you get up here, you drove in, you should have it” I was so pissed off…I got my drugs and left…

I really hate walgreens.