and it's full. Must be. It's the only way I can explain the EPIC amounts of CRAZY that we, the other departments in the store, and almost every other pharmacy or doctor's office I've spoken with since Tuesday, have dealt with.
Even my father, who had to see a specialist in Pittsburgh today, said that the hospital staff they spoke with commented on how nuts it's been. When he joked that if his condition doesn't start to improve, he's going back on the bottle, the P.A. he was talking to said, "God, I needed a drink an hour ago! Can I join you?"
The full moon. That has to be it.