Every night at 10pm you come in and we have the routine conversation.
Firstly, it's your eye. You call me from across the counter and ask me, "Is my eye okay"?
Pulling down your left eyelid and waiting my response, I casually reply, "Yes, it looks okay Mrs. Big".
"He's coming you know", she states.
"Who"? I ask
"John"!
"Oh how is John doing Mrs. Big?", my next question.
John is a man she has met over the internet who is in the army, has sent her a distorted photo on her cellphone and has singed eyebrows. Apparently the singed eyebrows are a big turn on for Mrs. Big.
He's going to come to sweep her off her feet one of these days.....
"Do I look bloated"? she asks.
"I haven't taken my medicine for 3 days now. Apparently it can bloat you. Am I gaining weight?".
This entire conversation goes on for 5-10 minutes every night at closing across the counter as I quickly do my last minute closing tasks.
God Bless her!
"My eye is okay though eh"?
"My son lost his job and needs me right now, should I call things off with John"?
I love it when Mrs. Big comes into the pharmacy. I find her really neat actually. She's OCD but what the heck. Who isn't to some degree?
Her photos of John are strange, I don't even know if John exists and hopefully it isn't someone taking advantage of her over the internet. She seems to have a lot of friends in strange places and I think everyone is looking out for her.
Thank you Mrs. Big for brightening my evening last night.
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