So is it just me?

Today I got up and realized I had left my son's antibiotics on the counter overnight. I called the doctor's office, and they called in a refill. I was on my way to the pharmacy, and some idiot came around the corner way too fast on my side of the road. They pulled back onto their side just in time. I am always watching for that to happen, so I was ready. But on that road, there is no shoulder. I'm just glad there was not a wreck.


I got to the pharmacy, and gave the lady at the drive-thru my credit card and my bonus card. When she brought back my stuff, I was waiting for my cards. She said, "Oh, I threw them in the bag." Well, I've learned to look for myself. I had to pull out two large-ish boxes of syringes to see. My credit card was in there, but my bonus card was not. She told me it must have fallen on my floor. It wasn't on my floor. It wasn't in the bag. She and a pharmacist looked around, but both insisted that I must have lost it in my car. The pharmacist gave me a new set of bonus cards. I think she just wanted me to hurry up and leave.

The filling in my tooth is too high; the pressure on the tooth is causing me to have a huge toothache. All I can find is baby anbesol and it's not working. Ugh. So on top of all the people I meet trying to set me off, I am in enough pain to have NO patience.

Blah.