So, I am at my usual pharmacy (QVL) filling my prescriptions.. well, ok - WAITING for it to be filled (it took about 45 minutes...).
There was this lady with crutches, and the cutest little boy - maybe 4, possibly 5 years old. The lady was either really craving some adult interaction, or hopped up on pain killers, or maybe she's just friendly. Yeah - we'll go with that one. She was very talkative, and I tuned out most of it...
So this guy walks in - youngish, maybe 25 - we'll call him JOHN. Picks up his meds and walks out the door. The lady, lets call her SUE, tells the little boy that she is going outside for a minute or two and to stay inside. (I should say that QVL is not a store; it's a pharmacy only. you bring your meds, show ID, sit and wait or come back later, get your meds and leave. no shopping. there's 6 very uncomfortable chairs and a TV should you decide to wait).
So, Sue goes outside for about 5 - 10 minutes and comes back in. She made the comment that JOHN was outside selling his meds. The pharmacist comes tearing out from behind the 6" bullet-proof glass partition and said "WHAT?!?" Sue gave her the low-down - John went outside, got in his car (which is 2 - 3 feet from the door to the pharmacy, mind you) and in a few minutes this other fella came to his window, John counted 15 oxys out, handed it to the other fella told him to re-count to be sure it was 15 and Sue heard the otha fella say "... 13, 14, 15. Yeah, all there" and leave.
The pharmacist went outside and she read this guy John the riot act. I told Sue she should probably wait until his car is gone before she leaves. The pharmacist came in and said "Oh, well, he denied it. But I told him there are cameras out here, and that he should not come back for any other prescriptions".
So... can you believe the audacity? The unmitigated gall of some people? It never ceases to amaze me...