Business or Monkey Business?
I’ve figured out why I grumble so much — because people keep giving me reasons to bitch about stuff! If you work in a business district, there are a lot of little shops around that carry some of the necessities of the working class.
What happens if something simple happens, like getting a run in your nylons? You go get another pair — if you can find one! There are a lot of little places to look.
We shop at these places to find things we need or because we’re hungry and they sell little snacks. If you have a headache, most of them carry little packets of our well-known drugs — Tylenol, Advil, Excedrin and a host of others. They carry all kinds of things. Pacific Sundries doesn’t carry nylons anymore.
Let’s go across the street. More convenience, more drinks, and more food. Some places, like Bishop Pantry, even make sushi for you while you wait! See? We’re well cared for because we can’t run home to fix stuff. But, Bishop Pantry doesn’t sell nylons anymore.
So much for convenience! I would think that, in a business district, this would be an automatic! Nope.
No. Come on now. No way! They may not have ladies nylons in a business district, aka pantyhose by Leggs or Hanes, but you better believe they’ve got four or five different kinds of condoms! You have got to be frickin’ kidding me! My co-workers thought this was pretty hilarious. “They carry what sells!”
Now I’m irritated with these shops and with myself. I ended up going to the one place I should have gone to in the first place. A place that’s tried and true, and always dependable — Longs Drugs. Yeah, they have prophylactics too but they also have pantyhose, dammit! In addition, they have everything else you will find in a drug store, in a convenience store, and just about anywhere else you might need to go!
Well, ladies, here is my advice: stick to what you know works!
I went where I should have gone from the beginning! “Make Longs a part of you day!” OMG!