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Date Posted: 13:19:47 11/09/05 Wed
Author: Nate
Subject: Re: The drug store
In reply to: Len 's message, "The drug store" on 08:50:07 09/27/05 Tue

Drug store delivery was one of the most interesting jobs I ever had.

Mr. Jenkins the druggist once hung up the phone and said to me, "Nate, Mrs. Compton at 1145 Eighth needs a jar of suppositories. Her eldest is ill. Get a bottle of 'Adults' and peddle them over there please."

I was shocked! Old Mr. Jenkins never was much good at being confidential, in part because to him suppositories were like paint to a paint store. No big deal. But this time I was shocked because I knew the Compton family and I knew her eldest was Sue Ellen who was a friend of my 18 year old sister.

I went down the asile and told Mr. Jenkins we were sold out of 12s but he had several jars of 24.

He said, "just a minute," and he telephoned the Comptons.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Compton, we seem to be out of the dozen jars, but I have 24s."

Then after a pause, "Frankly, I'd suggest going ahead with the Ivory soap enema. You'll get a better result."

Then, after a pause. "Good. An enema is the right thing. We should have 12s in with the delivery tomorrow, would you like a jar then?"

And, after another moment, "Of course, I'll send them over as soon as they come in. But, I've just pulled your account card out and I see you buy these every couple of months. It's less expensive to buy the 24s."

After Mrs Compton said something he laughed and said, "If I had a nickle for every kid who begged to try a suppository first and wound up getting the enema anyways, I'd be a rich man. Next time Nate is out your way, probably tomorrow, I'll send the 24s."

After he hung up he said to me, "She doesn't need the suppositories right away, but she wants two dozen. I'll mark it on the sheet."

Then he went back to work.

I swept the floor in the basement knowing Sue Ellen was about to get an enema from her mom.

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