So. I stopped by my neighborhood drug store today to visit with my favorite pharmacy people.
(Yes, I do this on a regular basis)
(No, nothing is wrong with me)
(I can make friends with others without having to buy stuff)
(I just choose these people as my friends)
So...back to the story...
I walk in and Miss Hannah is on the phone. But she sees me. And laughs.
So I check my zipper. And everything is fine.
As she is wrapping up her conversation she goes: Okay...here's your wife. Love you
And she hands the phone to Chris....my new pharmacy friend. (she gave me chocolate today)
Call me crazy, but something about this scene just seemed.....off.