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Beer Saves

It took about three and a half hours to get my flu shot yesterday, which would make me a disgruntled health care client indeed were thirty minutes of that not spent attempting to turn around on a highway after I overshot the sole pharmacy in town that hadn't run out of the vaccine.  There are no shots for Failure At Life.

I signed in as thirteenth on the waiting list, and was left to sit on the floor beneath the dandruff shampoo and try to read amidst the wails of the persecuted, vaccinated children-- or, I could wander the aisles worrying about my turkey.  There was a third-pound of shaved deli meat in my car, purchased three pharmacies ago, and it was quickly becoming angry at me, angry at the rising temperatures within its little bag.

As I uncovered my eyes after passing through the pressing wave of foreboding in the form of a Christmas cards display, I found myself face to face with a set of refrigerator cases.  Five dollar flavored water, and string cheese-- and beer, which I was particularly glad to see, and not just for the usual reason.  This beer was in the form of cases, not bottles, and it was about to do me an enormous favor.

I left the store, merely eighth in line to be shot, and retrieved my bag o' poultry.  It passed the remainder of the forty-five minutes  snugly tucked behind a twenty-four pack, cool and content.  As opposed to me, on the floor and awaiting a freaking shot.

the things I do for my dependents at:  mbe@drinktothelasses.com

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Beer is good for many things. Here is an interesting concept from the TV show "Cheers"

Theory of Intelligence

'Well you see, Norm, it's like this . . .
A herd of buffalo can only move as fast as the slowest buffalo.
And when the heard is hunted,
it is the slowest and weakest ones at the back that are killed first.
This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole,
because the general speed and health of the whole group
keeps improving by the regular killing of the weakest members.
In much the same way, the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain cells.
Now, as we know, excessive intake of alcohol kills brain cells.
But naturally, it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first.
In this way, regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells,
making the brain a faster and more efficient machine.
And that, Norm, is why you always feel smarter after a few beers.'

October 14, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterJeniB

Was it domestic beer, or did your turkey demand Heineken? ;-)

October 14, 2009 | Unregistered Commenterred pill junkie

You'll like this: It was Corona!

October 14, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterMB

I envy that bird! :-P

October 15, 2009 | Unregistered Commenterred pill junkie
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