damselfish | (no subject)

Another year, another adderal shortage. My grocery store pharmacy turns me away saying it's been backordered for two weeks, and what comes in will go to the people ahead of me in line.

Right, this dance again. Google is mostly filled with hits about the last shortage, so maybe it's not happening again. Nope. It's happening again.

My local Walgreens is also out and suggests locations in Hialeah and another part of Miami full of terrible streets (more terrible than Hialeah). "No... I'll call around, thanks."

I call the Walgreens near my work.

"We don't have it, but the the Walgreens on East Granada Avenue does."

"Cool. Where is that?"

"I don't know, I'm not at the physical location, but I can give you the phone number."

Really? I know the location of places without actually being in the physical locality, but what do I know, maybe I'm magic. Given that the first Walgreens I called asked if I was anywhere near Hia-lee, I think you see the address too. "Uh, sure."

"386...."

I've never seen that area code before. I live in a county about 2,000 miles square, so it isn't every day I see an unfamiliar area code. I look it up.

It covers Daytona Beach and Volusia County.

This area code touches the Georgia border, 400 miles away.

I think I'm going down terrible street tomorrow.