Down On the Pharm

The line at the pharmacy was kind of long yesterday, so I had plenty of time to people watch.

A few bodies ahead me there was a woman in a wheelchair with a huge oxygen tank in her lap and I swear to god she looked to be at least 100 years old.  Thin, frail, a wrinkled face that had been there and back, hardly any teeth. And there was another woman with her who could’ve been her 70-year-old daughter or her caretaker…hard to say.

Anywho, the 100-year-old was deaf as Harry the dog but she was asking the 70-year-old a question over and over again, mostly about why the heck are we here. Valid question in my opinion, but 70 was all distracted with her cell phone and texting a message or something, so she kept saying “Wait a minute, wait a minute”…rather loudly, of course.

70 finally answered 100’s question when her Very Important busywork was done. (They were there to pickup a prescription…bless 100’s heart.)

Just behind 100 and 70 in line there was a young mother accompanied by a 10 year-old-girl & a 1-year-old baby. 100 noticed the baby and admired her and asked, “How old is she?”

The mother replied, “One today.” Poor 100 couldn’t hear or make sense of that, and I was thinking how lame is that, but the mother just kept repeating “One today” like a badly scratched 78 rpm record. (Translation: Yesterday was the baby’s one-year birthday.)

Meanwhile, 70 was just sitting there looking embarrassed. All she could say was “She’s deaf.”  Well, duh….

Sooooo, finally the cute little 10-year-old girl jumped in and politely told 100, “She’s ONE YEAR OLD.”  Problem solved.

Then 100 asked the little girl how old was she and 10 held up 10 fingers and told her and the deaf lady got it.

And then 100 remarked to 10, “You are very pretty.” And 10 said to 100, “You are very pretty too.”

And even though I generally don’t like kids, this little girl just so impressed me -– she was so polite and patient and it just seemed to come to her naturally to be kind.

And that witnessing that kind of thing is a gift and gives me a bit of hope for the world.

So I shyly told 10 that what she did was nice and then the line moved on
and 100 went back to asking 70 questions and 70 was shouting answers back and 100 remarked how good the cole slaw is at KFC.

©March 2011 by Phyllis J. Hanniver

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About pjh95811

I am a writer and poet living in California. I love cats, dogs, nature, poetry, spirituality and the Pacific Ocean.
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One Response to Down On the Pharm

  1. june gillam says:

    Just fab-u-lous!!!!! Love calling them by their “numbers”!!!!

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