Vintage Dilbert
March 6, 2008
I met an old man today while waiting for my prescription at King Soopers.
He was huffing and puffing, tired from pushing his walker around the store. So he took a seat in the chair next to me, almost taking me out with his elbows as he sat down laboriously.
I was already irritated. I have an ear infection, and the pain can be excruciating if you’ve ever had one, so the last thing I wanted to do was listen.
But, whether I wanted to listen or not, this man decided to talk to me anyway. He told me he wasn’t getting a prescription today, but that he simply wanted to sit down while his wife finished shopping because he was old and tired.
He asked what was wrong with me.
“Ear infection,” I said.
Then he asked if I was married.
I told him…
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