Monday, 22 June 2015

Poundland Drug Deal.

I think I was mistaken for a drug addict today.
I was in " Poundland" looking for cheap carpet cleaner ( please dont tell the Prof) when I caught one of the store staff giving me a dirty look.
Admittedly I wasn't looking at my best , but You don't dress up for poundland do you?
I picked my carpet cleaner, added a tin of fabreeze in a fit of extravagance and was at the till when the store woman gave me another funny look.
I saw her glance at my shirt pocket, and then I knew why she looked like a bulldog chewing a toffee


For in my pocket were three syringes full of anti emetic medication  I had collected from the vets this morning in readiness for me to inject Meg with over the next day or so.


55 comments:

  1. what an interesting life you lead, John LOL Still, at least you gave her a tale to regale her friends with!

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  2. Ah well. As one of my daughters says, it's not my business what other people think of me.
    Let her think what she wanted. But yeah, that's sort of understandable.

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  3. They shouldn't judge, you might be the cardiac surgeon on the way to save their loved one.

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    1. With a walking Dead t shirt on?

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    2. A cardiac surgeon with a good sense of humour?

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    3. John, our Residents have worn worse.

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  4. A common sight here in the Velvet Ghetto. Still this post and the photo made me wheeze-laugh.
    Rebecca

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  5. all in a day's work, john.

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  6. On multiple errands, one doesn't often think about (or care for that matter) what other people think of them.
    Pretty plaid, btw.

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  7. I guess you'll be a talking point at the cashiers family's home tonight!!

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  8. Hope they work for sweet Meg.

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    1. As long as shes comfortable donna.......they may win thebattle, but unfortunately the war has already been won

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  9. When you have several errands this is what happens. This is were a purse might help.
    You would not look out of place in the southwest of my city, cartel country.

    Hope Meg is resting nicely today.
    Just read Gill's comment, perfect !

    cheers, parsnip

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    1. A purse?
      That would be a FIRST in Trelawnyd

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    2. Satchel, John, satchel (or man bag)! Still not in Trelawnyd...?

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    3. Naw
      Perhaps i could get away with aplastic carrier bag

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    4. A leather valise would solve the problem stylishly.

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  10. You are a man for all seasons, John...in the best of times & in the worst of times, your life is filled with humour...really do hope those injections help Meg.

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  11. And she didn't have the courtesy to perceive you as a med student, at minimum! For shame!

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    1. Med student!
      Im 53 for gawd s sake x

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  12. I can top that!!!!!! I was once mistaken for a prostitute. While once waiting in Germany at a pedestrian crossing for the light to turn green, I heard this male voice behind me, asking: "Are you working?"

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    1. Hehe!! I had no idea how politely this 'business' was being conducted!

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  13. I know it isn't funny, but I'm giggling at what that shopkeeper must have been thinking!

    Syringes and carpet cleaner????

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  14. That is a rather funny scene; those needles are not commonly seen in shirt pockets, thats for sure.

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  15. I think she was astonished that someone with your fetching good looks could have gone to pot (in a manner of speaking).

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  16. The crazy thing is that it is pointless buying drugs in Pound Land. Paracetemol which costs 32p in Waitrose costs, well, a whole pound in, well, Pound Land.

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  17. She thought you had just picked up your methadone.

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    1. Methadone as injections? I've only ever seen it as tablets.

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    2. I have no idea Viking.

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  18. I want to read her blog post for the day!

    Helen

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  19. It could of been your insulin for all they know! I like that plaid too. Maybe a man bag wouldn't be a bad idea. One of those sharp handmade leather bags.

    Hope the meds make Meg feel better!

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  20. When I was a teenager (long, long ago), out for the day with my friend Janet, we were sitting innocently by the riverside eating a picnic, when we were swooped on by six big, burly coppers. Someone had reported Janet 'shooting up', but she was an insulin dependent diabetic, and had been injecting herself with insulin!
    Of course, if I was surrounded by six big burly bobbies today, I'd think my luck was in! I'm also at the age when coppers all look like children and not many of them look as though they could hurt you, which is a shame. We need a few old fashioned neighbourhood bobbies again, the sort that put the fear of God into you!

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    1. The coppers should have known......that anyone called " janet" couldnt have been up to no good
      Janets are good girls

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  21. Syringes in Poundland must have been a first for them. It would be for me.

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  22. Oh John, glad you can still write a funny post.

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  23. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Meds for Meg, a likely story.

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  24. She probably thought you were going to drink the carpet cleaner too.

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    1. And the fabreeze?

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    2. Well, you'd sniff the Febreeze, obvious really!

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  25. It does look a little suspect I suppose!

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  26. Hehe. Ah, John. Life is never dull, is it?

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  27. Thank goodness no desperate addict tried to pick that top pocket John !
    Hope the meds work for darling Meg.

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    1. She's certainly brighter tonight and has eaten more...but i am more than aware that we are only treating the symptoms and NOT the cause.

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  28. More likely she looked at you in a funny way because she recognised you as that guy who leaves chutney jars full of shit in pub toilets

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  29. They probably thought you were sniffing the carpet cleaner as well. I mean, these druggie types, they'll resort to anything....

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  30. Hi John thinking of you and the sweet Meg , good to have a giggle at your latest escapade . X

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  31. You...the talk of the town now!

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  32. I have a fountain pen that I can only fill with a syringe. The last time I visited a chemist to ask for a new one, I was given it for free, along with a somewhat accusing look.

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  33. It is not the syringes which would worry me, but the plaid jacket John.

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  34. Syringes..carpet cleaner..febreeze..walking dead t-shirt(love the show) You thought drug dealer. Bet she thought you were going to do away with someone and clean up!

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