Wait what did you just say?

Today was one of those days at the pharmacy that you just pray will end so you can be put out of your misery. It was a crazy day. I was working the drop-off Rx counter while helping two people- one on the phone and one in person. I was pretty wrapped up and swamped with work. I didn't even notice the gentleman Kevin was helping at the pick-up window. What did make me notice him however was this, "this counter isn't that f***ing tall for you to notice me." WHAT?!

Seriously, what??? Who says that?? I look over at the guy and he looks at me with the nastiest face, so I continue on with my work. This grouchy man walked up to the pharmacy and wasn't recognized right away (literally right away because Kevin was walking up to him from behind the shelving). While I was on the phone he apparently said, "what is the pharmacy f***ing closed?!" Connie, the pharmacist then looked up from her work and said, "oh I'm sorry I didn't see you" to which he replied the statement above at which point I started overhearing ("this counter isn't that f***ing tall for you to notice me."). Kevin then starts to help the grouch and asks him if he has any questions for the pharmacist. His last remark is, "yeah, ask her to f***ing cut that counter down so she can f***ing see me." And then he walks off.

What the freaking heck???? I was FLABERGASTED. Who does that? The dude was obviously having a terrible day. He wanted to bring us down with him by riling us up with his profanity. Hahaha, it didn't work. Connie just kept apologizing for being short. She told us that she could take his out of control behavior because it wasn't personal and that she knew he was having a bad day. It didn't affect her. But she told us that we should never take that type of behavior and to call security to escort that person out of the store. I would have loved to see that guy escorted out.

Sadly to say my night did not end there. People were relentless. Blaming me for all of their problems. I guess the rough night was showing on me because one of the patients we were helping came up to me before he left and said, "Hey, you are beautiful. And I hope your night gets better." My heart sunk. This guy took 10 seconds out of his life to tell me something so sweet just to make my night better. What a nice guy. And he really did make my night better. He put a smile on my face and his kindness far outweighed the general nastiness from all the other people.

So the moral of my blog tonight is to encourage you to lend kind words to others, especially when you know they need it, and especially if you don't know them. This way there will still be hope left in humanity and people will know they have angels watching over them.

Socks

When my baby girl Ella wants to go outside and we're not getting the hint fast enough...

She'll take one of my socks that are lying by my bed, and bring it to me.

Take that for smart. A dog recognizing that socks mean going outside. We're so proud.

Birdie

Last Saturday Ella, our 9 month old puppy, hunted and killed her first bird.

Sad.

Lately I've been pointing out "birdies" to her. When I say that word she crouches down and searches out for the bird. When she sees the bird she locks in on it. Slowly, she inches her way towards the unsuspecting, innocent creature. And then she lunges. But she never comes close to catching the bird. That's what made it so fun to watch. The fact that she wanted the bird and was trying to hunt it, but could never get it.

Until one Saturday when Eric, Ella and I were on a bike ride on the Cherry Creek trail. I pointed out a bird that was sitting in a field of grass. I had no idea it was an injured bird. As she was running towards it I saw that the bird couldn't fly. I yelled and yelled at Ella to stop and to come back to me. It was all over in less than 10 seconds. The bird died immediately.

Ella is a killer. Natural instincts. Bird predator.

It's all my fault too. Stupid me for showing her that bird.

RIP birdie. I'm sorry.