Doctors, Meds, A Cussin, Football Guys and A Not So Great Cupcake

I went to the doctor yesterday. It was not fun and I was just in the waiting room. I had to drop off a prescription that took 45 minutes just to drop it off then I came back to my appointment and started reading my book. I had Hamlet on my Zune, but I wasn't in a Shakespearean mood. I got bored with my book and started reading the stuff on the wall. There was a sign that said you can get a pap smear done that day while you were getting checked out for the reason you did happen to be there. Cool! So, I thought OK, might as well get all unpleasantness out of the way at the first of the year, then get on some BC. So I noticed that nobody in the waiting room looked familiar. So I got back in line and waited 30 minutes to see why I have not been called when my Hot-Ass-McGee doctor from the ER a few weeks ago waved at me from behind the counter. So I smiled and was happy I might get to see him again and then I thought, Oh Shit. I didn't know I was going to be able to get a pap smear that day and what if he was my doctor? I really wasn't all that prepped for him to see her. I didn't even put on my glitter-oh-it-looks-so-pretty-powder! So it finally got to me and the lady behind the counter started fussin at me, where had I been, they called me and couldn't find me (even though I asked her if I had time to drop something off at the pharmacy) blah blah blah so I just asked if I could reschedule.

Then I had to wait 2 hours for my prescriptions.

Had an asthma attack on the way home on the 7 (I hate the 7), but toughed it out. I decided I was craving McDonald's so I popped in the one nearest my stop.

A few months ago I had an incident with a man at this very McDonald's. See, up here, you may have people standing behind 15 registers, but for some reason everybody gets in one line. It is bullshit and makes no sense whatsoever, but that is how they fly here. Well McDonald's a few weeks ago thought they would change that so they were hollering at everybody "There are 3 line!!!" Yes, line, not lines. So on this one particular day, I thought of the day I got hollered at so I walked up to another register that this girl was just standing behind. She took my order and everything was cool. Except for this guy that made a huge ordeal out of it. "Well, that girl just walked up and cut in front of everyone! Maybe I should act special like her and I would get my food faster!" I turned around and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I thought there was more than one line". Everybody said it was OK. Except him. He just kept on and on and I was yelling at him "Buddy! I said I was sorry. I didn't know". He would not shut up and I almost threw a Coke at him. He went on about how rude I was (which I am not) and how 'some people' just walk through the raindrops, etc. People behind him were telling him to shut up.

Last night he was standing in front of me at McDonald's. Before thinking me bitchy, please take into consideration I have not slept well since mid-December, I didn't think me or The Girl looked as pretty as we could have, I had just spent 6 hours at Elmhurst, I couldn't breathe for 40 minutes prior to all this, it was cold and I had not eaten that day. Anyway, Guy turns around because he is a nosy bastard and he looks down at me and this is how the conversation went:

Guy: Oh. You're that girl that cut in front of all of us that day.

Ricki: Oh yeah! And you are the fucking crybaby that was being such a pussy about it.

Guy: How dare you!

Ricki: Yeah.

He kept huffing and puffing and bitching and I seriously wish he had a more complex order to have to wait on because I was going to buy a hamburger to throw at him. At close range.

I am working for 3 football guys today: Gene Washington, Art Shell and Merton Hanks. They are all real nice.

I am eating a cupcake that everyone just LOVES. It is not nearly as good as mine. And my mouth feels like I just licked a bucket of butter.