I left early this morning for what? For my pain in the ass doctor to tell me my depression is gotten worse and that a couple weird looking pills would make me feel soooo much better, he even tried telling me that a nice talk with a weirdo going mhm mhm and how does that make you feel would do me just fine, as if my doctor Doesn't know I would drive past my local Rite Aid and straight into the local fine wines to grab a couple 12 packs a good whiskey bottle and go back home on my merry way. Today I was not as lucky the prescription was primed and ready to go on his desk. This is going to be one hell of a day.
" Ms. Trainer... long time no see." his face was too smug for my likin'. Man, I just sat down and he was already being annoyin' . Give me a fuckin' break.
" What can I say? I'm a busy gal."
" I told you to call me to schedule your own appointment. You know your job is not going to let you avoid me. "
