Another one of those reminders about how different things are here. Not always better, not always worse, just different.
Yesterday I went to the pharmacy to get a prescription filled. The nice lady behind the counter checked and they did not have the item I required.
She offered to phone the pharmacy across the street to see if they had it.
I said that would be great and that I would do some other shopping while she did that.
I go through the store to get the other items I needed and returned to the pharmacy window.
The nice lady says:
Yes, they have it across the street. Here is your prescription.
and she handed me the doctors prescription sheet and smiled.
I blinked again.
Then it dawned on me.
They are not going to send “a boy” scurrying across the street to fetch my medication for me.
I WAS GOING TO HAVE TO WALK OVER THERE MYSELF. IN THE RAIN.
And this is supposedly a civilized country!