Bill’s Trip to the Pharmacy

We’d like to thank Rosemary for today’s story.

I am a pharmacist at a retail chain pharmacy. One Monday morning a few years ago a man stood at my consultation window and asked me where the neti-pots were located. I looked up, and thought he looked a lot like Bill Murray. But why would he be in Joliet, Illinois?

My technician went out to help him, and asked me as she left if I thought it was Bill. So she asked him, and he confirmed that he was. He returned to the pharmacy counter and asked where the sewing kits and nail clippers were. Another one of the technicians offered to get the items for him.

Then he asked me what I thought of the neti-pot, and if I thought he should get an H1N1 flu shot. He paid for his items with his credit card, so the tech saw the name on the card. I told him my sons were big fans of Ghostbusters, to which he replied, “Are they alright?” We all wanted to ask for autographs and take pictures, but we were trying to stay professional.

Doing Some Yard Work

So this really isn’t a story (at least not the kind we normally post here) but it’s a decent segue into a clip of one of my favorite movie scenes, so I figure what the hell…

Today was beautiful out, so I decided to do some yard work, get some sun, and enjoy a couple beers. Eventually I ended up at the Home Depot for a few things, as people doing yard work are wont to do. So I’m there in the garden section, deciding what kind of grass seed to get.

I’m standing next to an older woman who is also perusing the seed selection – and believe me, it really is a selection. I figured there would be like two options, but instead there are dozens of kinds; way too many choices for someone who doesn’t know a thing about grass. The woman standing next to me says something to that effect and I nod in agreement.

Then without even really thinking, I start to half-mumble, “I’m looking for a hybrid, something like a Kentucky blue grass/Northern California sinsemilla”.

“Is that good for shaded areas?” she asks.

“Oh yeah, and you could play like 18 holes on it. It’s a little harsh, though.”

Chicago’s Own, Fitted for Suits at a Haberdashery

We’d like to thank George for sharing the following story.

This is from a co-worker I knew from 20 years ago. He was a younger man in Chicago, working for a haberdashery (custom-made suits, etc.), and, one quiet day, in walks none-other-than The Second City’s favorite son, Bill Murray – unannounced, no entourage, no pretense, very low-key and affable, natch.

Murray mentions he’s interested in a few suits, as well as anything else that suits his fancy. So, taking their time and shooting the breeze, several hours have passed as Murray is in the midst of a suit-fitting (with measuring tape, chalk, the whole nine-yards).

Around lunchtime, he realizes he’s hungry. Without hesitation, he procures a phone (this is pre-cell phone days) from the manager of the shop and calls in a large order of take out from a local deli – the works – for the entire staff.

They leisurely eat and then finish the fitting. He purchases several suits to be made, a number of shirts, and quite a bit of other extras, earning my co-worker a sweet commission. And, without a doubt, Murray was a sweetheart – but this was his pre-“Bigfoot/Elvis” like-sightings, so there’s no trace of the catchphrase ‘no one will ever believe you‘. Nice to see he’s like Santa too :D

Where is the Barnes & Noble at The Palisades Mall?

We would like to thank Jared for sharing the following story.

It was Christmas Eve, I think of 2007, and I was at the Palisades Mall in New York with my girlfriend at the time to do some last minute Christmas shopping. We were trying to remember which floor Barnes & Noble was on as we stepped into the elevator.

“Do you remember where Barnes & Noble is?” she asked.

“I don’t know, I think it was on the 3rd floor maybe?” I responded.

Just then, another voice entered the conversation. I was so distracted with trying to remember the location of the store that I hadn’t even noticed the other two men on the elevator with us. Continue reading