“I love drunk season.” and conspiracy theories.
At 8:30PM, while trying to cut her in line at a 24-hour CVS pharmacy while trying to fill my prescription for Lexapro & Wellbutrin:
Debbie: Ummm…excuse me! The line is back this way.
Me: Yeah, I know. I just have a quick question for the pharma-
Debbie: I just came from the ER. Get. In. Line.
She claims she’s going to change my life.
Maybe it’s because it’s 3:30am, or that I’m just barely keeping my shit together, or that I was filling a prescription for anti-depressants, or that for whatever reason I still want to believe everything happens for a reason, or that Southern California has already managed to brainwash me into believing things like this actually happen but…
She might be right.
Coincidentally (or not?), she ended up cutting the woman waiting in front of her.
