TN_Vixen
Rear Window
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- Sep 24, 2000
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Remember them? I called on a client this morning that happened to be just that. The pharmacist greeted each customer by name, asked after their wives by name and actually looked them in the eye standing still to listen to their stories.
Comic books on the round twirl rack
The floor creaking with the weight of each step
The customers who enter and casually take a seat in no hurry to bother their good friend, the local pharmacist.
There was a drugstore I used to go to in Tellico when I was just a girl. The floors were dark wood, ceiling fans circled lazily overhead. I would get a pack of cheese crackers and an honest to God fountain coke (or chocolate malt milkshake) and sit in the iron-back chairs to flip through my comic book and smile as one of the locals walked in the sit at the counter and shoot the breeze.
It was nice to see that it still exists today in some fashion. Made my day.
Comic books on the round twirl rack
The floor creaking with the weight of each step
The customers who enter and casually take a seat in no hurry to bother their good friend, the local pharmacist.
There was a drugstore I used to go to in Tellico when I was just a girl. The floors were dark wood, ceiling fans circled lazily overhead. I would get a pack of cheese crackers and an honest to God fountain coke (or chocolate malt milkshake) and sit in the iron-back chairs to flip through my comic book and smile as one of the locals walked in the sit at the counter and shoot the breeze.
It was nice to see that it still exists today in some fashion. Made my day.