On almost every corner I drive past nowadays, I see a
Walgreens either in operation or being built. Within a two-mile radius surrounding my home, there are four
Walgreens. Is this country so screwed up that we need
prescription medication outlets on every corner? (The obvious answer is yes, but the question is rhetorical you thick motherfucker). I have only been inside a
Walgreens three times:
- In 2002, to fill a prescription to treat a nasty cold.
- In 2002, to fix the prescription from my first Walgreens visit. An incompetent pharmacist messed up my dosage and gave me two enormous bottles of pills that could have lasted through a nuclear holocaust.
- In 2004, my lady and I were hungry and in a pinch we patronized the closest store for a sack of beef jerky and some bottled water.
If I had any money to invest, I would put it into
prescription medication outlets. Keeping people sick or under the delusion that they are sick seems to be a growth industry.
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