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Real Life Nurse Jackie?

Published September 14, 2012 by amyhitstheatmosphere

Had a weird experience at the pharmacy yesterday. I’ve been struggling to quit smoking for YEARS (other than the time I did quit for 2 years which was 2 years ago) and it’s getting out of control.
I’m not able to use the nicotine patch, the gum doesn’t cut it and the side effects of popular drugs used for smoking cessation kind of freak me out so, when I saw an ad on TV for the Nicorette Quickmist (nicotine spray!) I figured it was worth a shot. (I can see me getting totally hooked on that little canister but we’ll cross that bridge later…)

Anyway! The pharmacist! I’m waiting at the counter because they don’t keep certain items on the general shelves. Another lady is waiting to pick up her prescription but the pharmacist is in the back room. He comes out and is walking kind of slow, I got a fleeting thought that he seemed a little out of it but didn’t pay too much attention. After he assists the lady he asks what he can help me with so I asked for the Nicorette Quickmist and he takes a box of generic Gravol off the shelf and hands it to me. I repeat what I wanted and he said, “This will help. Thank you. Bye.” and walks away.
Giving him the benefit of the doubt, I thought maybe he really DID misunderstand me so I piped up and said, “No, I wanted the NICORETTE QUICKMIST. Second shelf from the bottom on the far right.”
He goes over to it and points and says, “Oh this… You don’t need it. Just take that, it will help. Thank you. Bye.” And walks away!!!!  And this guy is the head pharmacist/owner.

At this point I was completely blown away, like “What just happened?” The whole time he was moving and talking kind of slowly so I’m convinced he was on something. I left the gravol on the counter and walked out.

My BFF said I should have DEMANDED he give me what I asked for, and she’s probably right but at that point I was just speechless and kind of weirded out so I went to another pharmacy and had no issues!

Either he was on something or he thought I was 12. In which case, he could have asked for ID. But I’m going with the first one.

People are strange.

Is She Crazy?

Published August 31, 2012 by amyhitstheatmosphere

I’m moving to a haunted house. I won’t get into all the specifics about how I KNOW it’s haunted, that’s for another day; this is just an intro post to what might be a new series on my blog called, “My Haunted House”.

Some people don’t believe in spirits which their prerogative but I also think it’s a little strange when someone doesn’t believe. They will say things like, “It’s never been scientifically proven.” to which I usually reply, “Science is simply the quest to answer unanswered questions. Things that weren’t proven 100 years ago were no less real then than they are now. So, it’s just a matter of time.” And if science NEVER “proves” the existence of spirits; that’s okay too because I have enough of my own experiences to draw a very solid conclusion.

We are set to move at the end of September so here’s hoping for peaceful coexistence!

Not so Elegantly Wasted!

Published August 12, 2012 by amyhitstheatmosphere

A facebook message to my best friend last night after the bar:
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Accidnetley wasted and I refuse to fix any tiph=so Itpups (typose) you know what i’m trying to say.

So K and i are bored and we decided to go down to main street because they have the harly shoe in town this wekned so we wer gonna go down and chek out some bikes and live music etc. this was around 7 pm but then it started to pour so we changed plans and decided to go to the bar on saint george st called Plan B (geniusly named because it WAS actually our plan B in this cae)

Anyway! 7 pm. I was only planning to have OBE little drink because I have to wrk in the am so that ws the idea… anway, we get there and i order a Long Isalnd Iced TEa and the bartender has bthis deer in headlights look on his face for a second because he’s the day time bartender and is only used to serving beer aprarently. He was really sweet tho.

So he confers with this other girl that works thatre and there’s 2 ways to make it. one is with all the separate liquors which would make a really expensive drink and the other way is to use the mix which is the stuff I alwyas buy. So i say the mix is okay but i think he thinks the mix is just for flavor because he asks me what type of alcphol I want in it. I said Gin was good so he gives me my drink, i start drinking it and it is STROMG!!

LSter on, i gk;ance over at the bar to see them looking at the bottle of LIIT mix and laughing becaus they realize that stuff is 38%. He comes over to ask how my drink was and I’m a third of the way through it and already drunk. I say it was good but i need some more pop to top it off. He tells me he found the recipe for it after the fact and put ALOT more alchol in it than he sould have. No shit!! He put the LIIT mix PLUS gin on toip of it. So, yeah, i finished most of it and can’t feel a fucking thing an hour later.

Gppd times.!