Phun at the Pharmacy

We ran out of an essential drug this week. In addition, the prescription has expired, requiring the doctor's approval for a refill. Although we knew that it would be available the next day, we had not reckoned on the pain the night before. Now our all-night pharmacy has occasionally given me a pill or two to "tide me over" until the doctor could be notified. So we headed down to the pharmacy at 2 am to obtain relief -- just one little purple pill. There was not another soul in the store, but the pharmacist said it would take him an hour to get around to giving us one pill because he was "too busy." Unwilling to wait until 3 am for the pill, we loaded up on Maalox.