Tonight the Old Lady spent her last night running the cash register at the drugstore.
And she is happy that she made it this far without ever actually having someone put a gun in her face.
See, shortly after she began running the cash register, the Old Lady had a dream:
She dreamed that a man stepped up to the counter with a silver pistol in his hand. He said something… but all she could hear was the gun going off and then everything went dark. She was still asleep and dreaming, but everything was dark and she didn’t know where she was, she assumed she was on the floor behind the cash register and she was afraid the man would shoot her again since she wasn’t dead, and she knew she was gutshot because of where the pistol had been aimed and she was trying to figure out if it hurt, being shot in the gut.
Then she woke up.
She looked to see what time it was and the digital clock read 2:34.
That was when the terror hit.
The Old Lady pays attention to numbers and number sequences; 2-3-4 seemed significant to her and she was so terrified, it took an hour and a cup of chamomile tea for her to go back to sleep.
She told her Spiritual Director about the dream, as well as her night manager at the drugstore.
Six weeks later, while the Old Lady was running the cash register, the man from her dream walked in.
She knew it was him, but she couldn’t really focus because she was very busy checking people out. The man stood for awhile just watching her at the register, then disappeared back towards the pharmacy.
A few minutes later the man came striding towards the door, talking on his cell phone, The Old Lady always speaks to people as they are leaving, so she said her usual “Have nice evening” but the man waved one hand and said, “Oh, I’m still waiting for my medicine” and went out the door.
The last person in line was a lady who said, “That man,” she indicated the man who had just left, “He told me that he was waiting for his daughter’s prescription from the pharmacy, and that he was $26 short and asked me if I could help him.”
“You didn’t give him any money, did you?” the Old Lady asked, concerned. The lady said, “Yes, I gave him $10,” and she and the Old Lady shook their heads, they both knew she’d made a mistake but there was nothing more to be said about it.
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There was nobody else in line, so the Old Lady said “I’ll walk out with you.”
They walked outside and the lady got into her car without incident. The Old Lady saw the man over by the corner of the building, still talking on his phone.
When she went back inside the drugstore, the Old Lady called the pharmacy on the store phone. “Do you have anyone waiting on a prescription?” she asked, and the pharmacist said “No, nobody’s waiting right now.”
The Old Lady hung up the store phone, and dialed 9-1-1 on her cell phone. She told the 9-1-1 operator about the man who had solicited money from a customer, and said he was still hanging around the parking lot and she wished somebody would stop by to check him out.
Then she got busy checking out more customers.
A few minutes later, the Old Lady noticed a cop car out in the parking lot but she was still busy with customers. A few minutes after that, a woman came bursting in through the doors and said,
“You have got so much entertainment going on out here! There are four police cars, they’ve got some dude spread-eagled across the hood of one car, they’ve all got their guns drawn, and my husband and I saw them TAKE THE PISTOL OUT OF THE MAN’S POCKET!”
A cold chill ran up the Old Lady’s spine, followed by a warm wave of relief as she watched through the glass doors as the police handcuffed the man and put him in the back of a cop car. They took him away, something about drugs being found in his car in addition to the pistol in his pocket.
Tonight the Old Lady spent her last night running the cash register at the drugstore.
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