Oh No...He Didn't...

For two weeks I have gotten an automated call from Walgreens Pharmacy about a prescription being ready.  First off I take only one prescription.  It is a combo of progesterone and estrogen.  Two bottles.  Two pills per day.  Easy peasy.  They are on a 90 auto refill.  Easy peasy.  Well, it should not have been refilled until this week so I don't know about all that two weeks of calling stuff.  I mean I still have four pills in each bottle.  Well I got a call that said, "If you do not come pick up your prescription we will return the medication."  What??  Really??  What if it is a life-saving drug that I have to have??  Like estrogen and progesterone?  Isn't that life saving???  Like his life????  So I pull in the drive thru.  Mistake number one.  Me and drive thru as friends...not so much.  I stated that I was there to pick up my prescription and Zach the pharmacy tech went to go get it from the bins.  He was 14.  Zach-a-roo comes back and says, "That will be 33.00 ma'am."  I look at him and sweetly.  Sweetly, now.  "Honey, there should be two prescriptions there."  Well little ole Zach says, "It's a 90 day supply."  Once again I sweetly say, "I know but there should be two prescriptions."  Then....oh my heavens, get this...Zach says as he is leaning into the microphone really loud and really slow, "It Is A Ninety Day Supply Ma'am."  Oh no he didn't.  So of course all sweetness went out the window.  I looked at Mr. Zach and said, " There should be two bottles with one prescription in each and since I was on auto fill he should know that and since the prescription was for estrogen and I was obviously out and he better go fill the other bottle...right now."  I wasn't real sweet either.  He looked at my prescription on his computer and agreed with me (imagine that) that one bottle was not included and he would put it on auto fill right away ma'am and could I come back in fifteen minutes...please???    Sure, no problem.  I had to go by groceries anyway.  So instead of going to the Food Lion right across the road or the Lowes Food right up the road or the third realm of you know where about a mile up the road, I drove 20 miles into the next town to Harris Teeter in Bermuda Run.  I strolled through the aisles smiling at strangers and not seeing one familiar face.  That was so nice.  There was no stock boys putting anything up anywhere.  No screaming children running up and down the different sections tearing the store apart and eating marshmallows from bags that they have yet to pay for.  Strangers.  I didn't know if they were strange and I didn't have a clue.  They didn't know me either.  No one there knew I was low on estrogen.  I went back towards my home and ran back through the drive thru and got my prescriptions.  Zach didn't hardly crack a smile...oh no, he didn't.  But I did...