Three Reasons Broke-Ass Stuart Thinks The 23rd n' SVN Post Office Blows

Our friend Broke-Ass Stuart has been into lists lately and this is the best of the lot:

1.  There is ALWAYS a line.
Because I generally work from home during the day my hours are pretty flexible.  This means that long lines are generally a rarity in my world.  Whether its the bank, the doctor’s office, Walgreens or fucking Tartine, I rarely have to wait for more than a few minutes before I’m served….Look fucker don’t give me that mock “woe is me” crap, this is the lifestyle I’ve chosen.  You’ve chosen a job with health benefits and 401k, I’ve chosen the one with no lines at Walgreens, alright?

Anyways, for some reason no matter what time of day it is, even if it’s like Tuesday at 1pm there is always a line.  Out of the hundreds of times I’ve set foot in there, I can probably count on my hands how many times the wait has been less than 20 minutes.  What the fuck??  Who the hell else doesn’t have shit to do at 1pm on Tuesday?  they can’t all be underemployed writers who sit around in the boxers working from home all day can they?

Read on….

Are You Feeding Your Baby a White Russian?

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I want to know why there isn’t an indicator for “baby will get light buzz”?

(Found at the 23rd and Mission Walgreens – Thanks Laura!)

Pig Panic Spreads to Walgreens

A few weeks ago it was just a few people wearing masks on the streets.  Now Walgreen’s on 23rd and Mission is apparently trying to cash in on the action.  Better late than never.

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Don’t get me wrong, I’m not hating on Walgreens.  Until 40 minutes ago, I didn’t know that Banana Boat sunblock could help me prevent Swine Flu.  It’s amazing what you learn when trying to buy glue before close.

Intense, Intimate Eye-Sex with the Security Guard at Walgreens

Beth Spotswood was trying to shoplift some sundry goods from Walgreens this morning and ended up having an epic, Western-style staring contest with the security guard who was hot on her trail:

This security guard was always 3 feet away and staring directly at me, to the point where our proximity could no longer be ignored. But quite frankly, I was way too embarrassed to say anything. This guy thought I was thief! So I just turned to face him and stared back.

See who wins.