Beasthammer: "Forty-Four dollars?! Hot damn son, that some expensive sh*t."I paid and that was that but I am still not quite sure what he meant by Plan A... I mean, that could be any number of things. Your comments are welcome.
Pharmacist: "Yep, this stuff isn't cheap."
Beasthammer: "No kidding! What comes in the box, a new uterus?"
Pharmacist: "[giggle] Maybe you ought to stick to 'Plan A' from now on."
Monday, November 29, 2010
The other day I have to make a last minute trip up to the local pharmacy to pick up some "Plan B" emergency contraceptive for my wife. I normally leave that kind of shopping up to the wife but lets face it... it was time for me to step up. I definitely don't need any little snot machines crawling around my house slobbering all over my Playstation or knocking over my beer cans. Plan B it is... I make that uncomfortable walk to the pharmacy counter and rapidly but quietly eject the words "Plan B" out of mouth while awkwardly avoiding eye contact. "No problem," he says and walks in the back. By the time he returned I had already reached into my wallet and pulled out a crisp $20 bill and was soooo ready to complete this transaction. He scans the box and says, "Thatta be $44.89 please." It took a second for this to register, I was certain this wasn't going to cost over $13. The rest of our transaction went something like this...