Dear fellow readers, thank you very much if you ever come back to this blog. I have to admit I have lost interest a little bit. Not in you, and certainly not in writing, but more specifically I feel like this blog is a reminder of my failure. When I started doing some research (I know, this seems like haphazard babbling, but I promise it is also, at times, well informed), the main problem with unemployment blogs was they seemed to all abruptly end when the person who was writing found a job. That will totally be me, I thought to myself. I will immediately get a job and never write on the internet again because my life will be filled with things like work, and getting ready for work, and travelling to and from work, and talking about work, and going out with my new cool dude work friends. Alas.... we know how this story ends.... and here I am still unemployed. So I will update you in my latest attempt at assertiveness.
I was at Walmart. Two days ago I dropped off a prescription for birth control, mistakenly thinking for some reason the pharmacy would fill this prescription and I would be able to prevent myself from having an unwanted and absolutely unaffordable baby. *side note - I accidentally read a description of labour in a book the other day, well actually only about 3 sentences of 'what to expect' then I threw up in my mouth and almost lost consciousness and am now uncertain if I even want children, although my inclination has always been to adopt but Husband says no way to that dream.*
Back to my actual story - Walmart did not have my prescription ready. Seriously. I dropped it off on Wednesday and it is Friday and they didn't read the number of packages properly. Then they promised they would fix it, no problem. Only I would have to wait half an hour. Even though I had already waited two days!! I was frustrated, especially because I had just attended a wonderful yoga class and was feeling relaxed and happy in the world, and Walmart succeeded in ruining my happiness. I started to walk away. Then I thought to myself, 'be assertive. Walmart doesn't get to ruin your day.' So I went back and very politely said, "I would like the prescription back, I am going to go somewhere else." The pharmacist said, "well you should have said specifically what you wanted, sorry for the confusion, but I am already entering the information in the computer." "No." I said on my assertive power trip, "I would like it back. I am going somewhere else." With many apologies she gave it back, but at this point I didn't need her apologies, I felt like the winner.
By the time I got back to the car I realized I was not the winner because I didn't have any birth control, which was what I had gone out for.
You know who the real winner was here? Shoppers Drug Mart. Because that is where I immediately went afterwards to fill my prescription.
I have no conclusion today. Was this achieving anything towards my resolution? Did it really make me a better person? I can't tell. I did come up with a new, more concrete resolution. Take up smoking. Then next year I can quit it.
I was at Walmart. Two days ago I dropped off a prescription for birth control, mistakenly thinking for some reason the pharmacy would fill this prescription and I would be able to prevent myself from having an unwanted and absolutely unaffordable baby. *side note - I accidentally read a description of labour in a book the other day, well actually only about 3 sentences of 'what to expect' then I threw up in my mouth and almost lost consciousness and am now uncertain if I even want children, although my inclination has always been to adopt but Husband says no way to that dream.*
Back to my actual story - Walmart did not have my prescription ready. Seriously. I dropped it off on Wednesday and it is Friday and they didn't read the number of packages properly. Then they promised they would fix it, no problem. Only I would have to wait half an hour. Even though I had already waited two days!! I was frustrated, especially because I had just attended a wonderful yoga class and was feeling relaxed and happy in the world, and Walmart succeeded in ruining my happiness. I started to walk away. Then I thought to myself, 'be assertive. Walmart doesn't get to ruin your day.' So I went back and very politely said, "I would like the prescription back, I am going to go somewhere else." The pharmacist said, "well you should have said specifically what you wanted, sorry for the confusion, but I am already entering the information in the computer." "No." I said on my assertive power trip, "I would like it back. I am going somewhere else." With many apologies she gave it back, but at this point I didn't need her apologies, I felt like the winner.
By the time I got back to the car I realized I was not the winner because I didn't have any birth control, which was what I had gone out for.
You know who the real winner was here? Shoppers Drug Mart. Because that is where I immediately went afterwards to fill my prescription.
I have no conclusion today. Was this achieving anything towards my resolution? Did it really make me a better person? I can't tell. I did come up with a new, more concrete resolution. Take up smoking. Then next year I can quit it.
Quitting smoking is my New Year's resolution every year ... and every year I feel life a winner when I don't smoke even a single cigarette! Best resolution ever!!!
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