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Hey! I’m a female! Since I do NOT have nails, I do NOT cry!
Anyway, my elderly father was VERY excited to get his annual flu shots! I was of course pissed off as I’ve been brainwashed by “dark side of the internet”.
So we got dressed and I drove him and I waited in the car and I’ve observed his get lost, taking the “left door” leading to the next door dental office instead of the correct door leading to the primary care doctor’s office!
He then came back and told me that THEY do NOT have the flu shot as expect but THEY will call us back this Thursday. Wow. That’s weirdness number one.
The second weirdness was soon after as we drove towards our local grocery store where I would pickup stuff without being “price conscious”, meaning I do NOT care for the price but care more for the convenience of the store being nearby our home.
This is because COLA (the “cost of living allowance” or basically the price will always go higher and higher), which is expected. So in my imagination and to help the farmers and unionized workers, I just shop until I drop – which is mostly for my elderly father as the food taste and smell is negotiable unto moi.
Anyways, after checking out with our deals and rewards and savings, we headed out of the exit – one which is closest to the street and one which is away from the busy roads.
Lo and behold, the exit alarmed and started an elderly whitish female. Next to her were witches or lesbians or butches with a doggie on a leash. I mumbled through my black mask that: she’s getting the lockout treatment.
Immediately a store clerk scanned the red-colored lock wheel and relieve the poor old lady. But immediately behind me was a blue-haired witch or lesbian or butch from earlier outta the corner of my left eyeball after checking out.
My dad was pushing the cart – too slowly for my VERY impatient and paranoid and suspicious nature. But I had to go slowly and pace my walking steps to his slowness AND to avoid running humanz over with my anger.
Anyways, my left arm involuntarily twitched out on its own WHILE I was thinking about elbowing my distain and innate reaction to “brush away” the offending blue-haired dick following close behind us – as a way to block her/him/it/whatever from going in front of us – because I always liked to one first in line. I’m an idiot!
Yeah and that was yesterday. That’s all. FlynnsPaws.
Hello Flynn, nice, and good luck!