Sooooo, member earlier when I was all like calm and serene and my inner child had awoke to bring my true self to light and release a lot of pent up past shit? Well, my Inner Child wants to put down her posies and punch a dude in the face right now...that didn't take long.
I'm at the pharmacy getting my Typhoid vaccination for some upcoming travel when the pharmacist begins to dumb down everything he's saying regarding the dosage and so forth. I'm like, "Dude, I've done this before...I got this." He proceeds to painstakingly explain shit to me I already know, even after I assure him that I'm good. I see that my confidence hasn't swayed the duration of his speech so I keep quiet and allow him the dignity of finishing his speel. Finally, when the chatter had ceased, I ask him, "So how long does this vaccine last?"
He goes on auto-pilot, "As I previously explained to you, it lasts up to three years but if you're travelling back and forth to the area you may require a booster...and blahblahda-blahblahblah." I interrupt this time having my patience run dry...
"Dude. I know. You said and I've received the vaccine from a travel clinic before. I want to know how long the vaccine, in the form it is currently in at this moment in space and time is going to last so that the poison I'm about to inject into my body doesn't die before I accomplish this."
"Oh. One year. In the fridge."
Either the dude is so use to talking to the elderly or he doesn't know how to listen. I'd like to think that I don't look like a spacey moron who can't understand simple instructions, so I hope that wasn't the reason behind his relentless descriptions. Or alternatively, that it wasn't a gender thing and he assumed that my vagina made me unequipped to understand...like every relationship I've ever had. I get that he often has to repeat himself because the general public are useless boobs but his entire purpose in life is to listen to people's queries and respond accordingly. Instead he had already preordained his responses to my unasked questions and here we are: For whatever his reasons were, Inner Child needs to punch a dick.
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