Sunday

It's Sunday afternoon and the pharmacy is quiet and work is slow. One of our pharmacists is lamenting that the performance of one of our famously and heartbreakingly mediocre sports teams isn't matching her totally unrealistic expectations. I told her that if she wanted to cheer up, she should consider all the children in the world who didn't have enough to eat right now, and that that ought to put her disappointment in perspective. She didn't see things my way, and threatened not to give me a cookie, which I don't feel so bad about, since I hadn't formally been offered one anyway. I think I'll curl up with something to read till it's time to leave. It's times like now I'm glad there's so much good stuff to read at reconstruction

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