I’m in awe of this woman. I don’t know who she is, but I would not be so gracious under similar circumstances.
Because what happened must happen to her, and her family, almost daily. And only a bunch of saints could be this cheerful about the mistake I made.
An honest mistake, but a stupid one.
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You see, on Sunday morning around 7:00 a.m. I decided to call the automated Kroger pharmacy line to refill my prescription. I was out of Restasis, my favorite eye drops ever.
Being half awake + a bit blurry-eyed [see previous sentence] I goofed while dialing the phone for the pharmacy. Instead of getting the “Hello. Thank you for calling your Kroger pharmacy.” message, I got a real person whose home I’d just called.
The woman who answered said your basic “Hello!” then heard me babble: “Oh no. I dialed wrong. Oh dear. Sorry to have bothered you this early. On Sunday. Oh my.”
And without missing a beat this polite woman said: “Trying to reach Kroger pharmacy?”
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I answered, in a most pathetic voice: “Yes.”
All I heard on the other end of the line was her laugh and then she said: “Our phone number is close to theirs. You just misdialed. Try again. It happens here all the time.”
Grateful to be talking with someone who was not yelling at me for waking him or her up early on a weekend morning, I said: “Thank you. Sorry to have bothered you.”
Then with another laugh I heard her say: “No problem. Bye, bye!”
And so it came to be that on Sunday morning I spoke with a saint. I now have proof that they walk and talk among us.
Hallelujah & Amen.