It’s bad enough when I pick up my dog from the groomer to find he’s wearing a bandana that says “Peju” on it, but I really do expect more from the pharmacy where I fill my family’s prescriptions.
- Someone clued Walgreens into the fact that we’re actually in the witness protection program and that my daughter’s real name is Elizabeth. DAMMIT. Now we have to move again.
- Walgreens either thinks this cough syrup is for me or that’s it for no one and the only reason I filled it was so I could finally start running that meth lab out of my garage.
- Someone at the pharmacy counter got a C- in high school English.
Probably 1, right?