Today was the first day of the little part time job my father gave me. I have my own little office with a newer Dell computer and Internet access. I spent a long time today in the pharmacy's basement organizing all our hospital beds to see which ones worked and which ones needed parts.
This afternoon I got caught by a pill counter doing my deliveries. I had to stand at this little old lady's front door while she counted the hundreds of pills I delivered making sure she wasn't shorted. I couldn't help but smile. Thankfully, all her pills were in the correct amounts and in the correct bottles. I think the little old lady was actually disappointed that nothing was amiss. She looked ornery and like she just needed a reason to bitch and moan. I hope when I grow older I do it with grace and not become a mean and crotchety old soul.
I think I am going to like this job. There is certainly little pressure upon me. The deliveries usually only take about two hours a night. One caveat: I can smoke in my father's van while doing deliveries. He said he didn't mind as long as I did it with the window rolled down. I will be there bright and early tomorrow afternoon ready to make some more money for my Model Railroad empire.