I was in town today and found somebodies prescription. It was for a 65 year old man, had the surgery adress plus his home adress on.
After the split second I pondered what delights it could be for my own personal use I did the decent thing and delivered it to his home adress in the works van.
This was around 12pm, I knocked on the door but there was no answer so I just posted it through his letter box with an enormous feeling of self satisfaction
Then I started to wonder what ilness the guy might have and had visions of him still wandering the streets of Blackburn retracing his steps for the missing prescription to no avail, only to give up and get home to find it on his doormat.
I then began to think I may have jangled the poor bastards brain thinking he was going senile and had he already been home and was losing the plot???:S
Within a shot the overwhelming feeling of good I had just experienced vanished as quick as it came, still its the though the counts eh
After the split second I pondered what delights it could be for my own personal use I did the decent thing and delivered it to his home adress in the works van.
This was around 12pm, I knocked on the door but there was no answer so I just posted it through his letter box with an enormous feeling of self satisfaction
Then I started to wonder what ilness the guy might have and had visions of him still wandering the streets of Blackburn retracing his steps for the missing prescription to no avail, only to give up and get home to find it on his doormat.
I then began to think I may have jangled the poor bastards brain thinking he was going senile and had he already been home and was losing the plot???:S
Within a shot the overwhelming feeling of good I had just experienced vanished as quick as it came, still its the though the counts eh