Things are against us, and the perfect ending to a rather annoying day came when I got to the Walmart pharmacy a few minutes before closing to pick up a prescription for Laurie and they didn’t have it. The dentist had called in the prescription and left a message, then called a few minutes later, got a person, and asked how long it would take for the prescription to be filled — “an hour and a half” was the reply — so Laurie called me at the office  and asked me to pick it up on the way home.  For whatever reason, the message didn’t get through and there was no prescription.  I picked up two bottles of cream and a half gallon of milk, and got in the “10 items or less” line. Walmart was a zoo with people of every “challenge” imaginable swarming the Valentine’s isles.  When the woman in front of me got to the checker and stood beside her cart to unload it, I noticed she had well over 10 items, mostly multiple fruit she hadn’t bagged. I suppose if she had bagged the fruit like a normal shopper, she would have had ten items, but loose she had more than twenty. Even worse, the checker weighed and entered the code for each individual piece of fruit, even though there were only 4 different varieties of fruit.  If there is a hell I can imagine it would be an eternity of standing in line behind people who don’t bag their fruit and checkers who can’t assemble and weigh like items.