So, today, I’m at the grocery store and I walk up to the pharmacy pick up counter. This tall, old and fat Arabic dude marches up to the counter (obviously not seeing me there) and cuts right in front of me. Once standing there, he sees me and looks at me knowing that he’d cut me off, waiting for me to say something. So I am polite and just let him go ahead of me. No big whoop since I’m not in a raging hurry.

As the pharmacists (yes, he needed more than one) help him with his prescriptions, it becomes apparent that he has a really fucked up order where there was supposed to be a refill called in but they have no record of it (blah blah blah)… And on top of that… I think he bought one of everything in the pharmacy. I think they even had to double bag everything with plastic grocery bags. Finally, another pharmacist eventually helped me. Shortly, I was out of there and this dude was still at the counter getting his shit together.

I left the grocery store, got into my car and immediately to my left I saw an old dude, who had just left the store, getting into his vehicle. He was wearing a white dress shirt with a pair of white suspenders and getting into a white mid-90s GMC Sonoma. With the door open, I spied that there was a Club attached to the steering wheel.

My first reaction was, “who the hell would want to steal that POS” but I was really baffled when I saw his wife in the passenger seat, who would have been in the truck the whole time he was in the store. WTF.

The freaks don’t come out at night… they come out from 9 to 5 and they all hang out at grocery stores.


About El Jefe

He's been called a despot, a humanitarian, a philanthropist, a dumbass and "one sexy bitch". The bottom line is that it's all true... and it's a full-time gig.

Posted on September 14, 2012, in Weird Stuff and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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