Right, so there I am, queing for 10mins because in these recession hit times, Boots the chemist can't be hiring enough staff to deal with the London Bridge influx at 8.45am can they...
...and I get to get served and take home mrs Wu's much needed soluble solphadene for her slipped disc issues currenty and it dawns on me, I could buy two boxes and not have to que up again in here for a few weeks more.
Boots - "Why do you want two boxes?"
Me - "Why can't I have two boxes? Well, so I don't have to que up in here again in afortnight's time all over again obviously"
Boots - "the pharmacist* says no, so sorry I can't sell you two boxes, you can only have one."
Me - "do you think if I were going to top myself, I'd pick a drug that meant I'd have to drink four litres of water and wait half the evening for it all to fizz away? Don't be ridiculous. I can go to the next boots and buy another box if I really need, but I can't be arsed."
Boots - "That's the rules"
Me - "it's not the rules, you just made that up".
Boots - "next"
I felt proper 'Falling Down' at that moment.
Why has everything gone mad? Why can't stuff just work properly?
Apologies to any nice Boots employees, but after the last few stupid months of the Wizard of Oz, sorry, pharmacist, not turning up and you not being able to get served (but not until you've qued for 20mins first) or the wizard of Oz, sorry pharmacist, going on a lunch break at the very moment you finally reach the counter after queing for 10mins and being told there's only one Wizard of Oz, sorry, pharmacist....I can't help thinking that Boots will be one casualty of the Tesco world domination takeover that I won't miss.
*now have images of the wizard of oz behind a curtain turning wheel puffing smoke and booming into a microphone... :roll: Never see 'em do you? Always behind their curtain. Little jumped up hilters.Get the foot soldiers to deliver their news of doom. :evil:
Not sure what the epiphany is, I think it may come to me later. It may involve Tesco.

...and I get to get served and take home mrs Wu's much needed soluble solphadene for her slipped disc issues currenty and it dawns on me, I could buy two boxes and not have to que up again in here for a few weeks more.

Boots - "Why do you want two boxes?"
Me - "Why can't I have two boxes? Well, so I don't have to que up in here again in afortnight's time all over again obviously"
Boots - "the pharmacist* says no, so sorry I can't sell you two boxes, you can only have one."
Me - "do you think if I were going to top myself, I'd pick a drug that meant I'd have to drink four litres of water and wait half the evening for it all to fizz away? Don't be ridiculous. I can go to the next boots and buy another box if I really need, but I can't be arsed."
Boots - "That's the rules"
Me - "it's not the rules, you just made that up".
Boots - "next"
I felt proper 'Falling Down' at that moment.
Why has everything gone mad? Why can't stuff just work properly?
Apologies to any nice Boots employees, but after the last few stupid months of the Wizard of Oz, sorry, pharmacist, not turning up and you not being able to get served (but not until you've qued for 20mins first) or the wizard of Oz, sorry pharmacist, going on a lunch break at the very moment you finally reach the counter after queing for 10mins and being told there's only one Wizard of Oz, sorry, pharmacist....I can't help thinking that Boots will be one casualty of the Tesco world domination takeover that I won't miss.
*now have images of the wizard of oz behind a curtain turning wheel puffing smoke and booming into a microphone... :roll: Never see 'em do you? Always behind their curtain. Little jumped up hilters.Get the foot soldiers to deliver their news of doom. :evil:
Not sure what the epiphany is, I think it may come to me later. It may involve Tesco.
