Awshit

            had to bitch about rites of passage theyre supposed to be had as a kid

Nope it freakin rears up and bites him in the ass

he got a robocall from the pharmacy

                                      his prescription Thats a hoot doc my prescription is ready to be pickup

he walked over pulled a paperback from the shelves Candy to read as he walked for shits and giggles he went back to it every fourfive years it reminded him of high school study hall freshman year his buddy Mark he was failed in grade school so a year older freshman a real pervert should have seen the storage he kept at the back of his closet  Mark got a copy into his hands he read it holding it inside a textbook  fooled the monitor

at the pharmacy it occurred to him

                                     there were many things in his life that escaped his notice contemporaneously just didnt pay them no mind

                          when he was a kid all the pharmacists save his favourite were myopic older men wearing white jackets their names embroidered on their breasts reminded him of his Dads bowling shirt  Botch  Can I help you, young man?

       standing in line he eyeballed the four pharmacists behind the counter he was healthydidnt take medications as a matter of fact at his annual checkups he wrote down the vitamins and supplements he took in lieu of medication which inevitably precipitated the nurse to return to him soft empathy oozing out of her or his eyes Joe, I think you misunderstood, on this portion of the form we need you to list the medications you’re taking.

                                                                                Oh yare so sweet like chocolatecovered candy a nougat center I don take medications

                                         it was a bit shock and awe the pharmacists were young very attractive women one of his internal morons spoke  Go ahead now, which is your favourite treat, I’ll bet she ends up helping you.   I cant decide   Kinda like being in a pastry shop or as a kid in a candy store with your nose pressed up against the glass.   Very kinda

                                                                                                                     frankly to himself an aside his moron couldnt pickup on it reminded him of the time he picked up a Playboy at the newsstand for shits and giggles an it wasnt funny at all he was threefour years older than the centerfold 

                                                                                               although  ancorrectly the difference was a matter of being a virgin not having sex then having all the sex he could handle

                                                                                                     anthen some

he selected his favourite pharmacist tall equine longneck  highbreasts

moron seconded it

                    I knew it! Mine too!

the attendant motioned to him to step up You’re next.

he gave her his name 

she excused herself then returned with his prescription rang him up Do you need a consultation with one of the pharmacists?

I do

If you step to your right, to the next window, I’ll have one speak to you shortly.

Thank you very much

You’re welcome. Next.

She coming?

Shaddup moron

She coming now?

                   I think we ought to make a bet.

A bet

Doncha think?

Whadaya got to bet

I . . got . .

. . Bupkis

Lotsa bupkis. DAMN.

                      A gentleman’s wager?

We arent gentlemen

No. We’re not.

               How do scoundrels bet?

Bet Nah  They cheat

                       Lets see if we get luck  Ya feelin lucky punk

Dirty Harry!

Thas my boy

they crushed it

                 Our girl!

Woman

Ohshityah, our woman!

Good afternoon, I understand you’re unfamiliar with your she turned the prescription in her hand Tadalafil

Aint that a pip TADAlafil  Cialis he laughed deeplynot of embarrassment just for the joy of its generic name 

                                                                                                                          he glanced at her name embroidered on her hygienicwhite jacket breast

                                                              Ciara she looked up from the package and into his eyes Good The things we do for love

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