RiteAid

As mentioned in the previous post I have been sick. It got a lot worse than I expected this week. So on Thursday night, my roommate Emilie needed to go to RiteAid to pick up a prescription for her sister. I immediately volunteered to take her because 1. I knew her sister needed it ASAP and 2. I needed puffs plus with lotion. Desperately. So off to RiteAid we went. I never shop there, and this is why.

I forgot to take my roll of t.p. and my nose was running like CRAZY so by the time we got to the store I was literally just trying to keep it from dripping everywhere. Gross? Yes, I am sorry, but true nonetheless. So I power walked through the store looking for the tissues. Found them and searched frantically for puffs plus with lotion but alas, they only had puffs plus, it would have to do. So I went and stood in line to pay for them, trying so hard to refrain from tearing the box open right there. To my pleasant surprise, who was in front of me? A coupon shopper. Now don't get me wrong, my mom was a great coupon shopper (but doesn't do it much anymore), my sister is a PRO (literally walks out of the store with them owing her money) and I aspire to be a coupon shopper one day, but the best coupon shoppers also take consideration into account. If there are people behind you, don't take all day. This lady had six items and a whole freaking binder of coupons that she was sifting through. She was at the checkstand for ten minutes. I kid you not. She was there when I walked in, there while I looked for my tissues and then there while I tried waiting oh so patiently. Once there were four more people behind me in line, the cashier finally called for back up, and I got my tissues.

Reason #2 why I don't love RiteAid. The people there tend to be weird. As I sat contently with my box of tissues at the pharmacy waiting for them to call Emilie's name, there were about eight people that came to place their prescriptions. One of them talked to himself. One of them looked like she had just walked out of a nasty trailer (is that judgemental? Yes, but I just said it so that you could get the imagery), one of them felt the need to jump in to mine and Emilie's conversation, etc etc. I just feel like those types of stores have gross people and I don't know why. Probably because they are super cheap. So I should shop there more often, but I just can't bring myself to do it.

Then, as I was walking out of the store, I realized something. My hair hadn't been done all day, my eyes were red and puffy from the cold, I was wearing sweats, t-shirt and flip-flops that did not match and I was literally clutching an open box of tissues blowing my nose as I walked. I looked ghetto. And I looked like I fit right in at RiteAid. Dang it.