When this happens I stop by pretty often after work. They only allow you 5 cases per person, so I make repeat trips, with varying combinations of Diet Coke, Coke Zero, and Vault Zero being thrown into my trunk until:
1. My rear tires are squashed flat.
2. My arms fall off.
3. The store runs out
4. I max out my credit card.
So today I was there, deciding what my next soda run should consist of. I was so engrossed in this serious issue that I didn't see it coming.
I was sighted and approached by a patient.
An Alzheimer's patient.
Bill: "Uh, excuse me? Hello."
Dr. Grumpy (looking up): "Yes, I (oh shit!), oh, uh, hi"
Bill: "I know you, um" (he leaned forward, and to my horror I realized I had my hospital ID clipped to my shirt) "You look familiar, um Ibee Grumpy?"
Dr. Grumpy: "Yes, Bill, how are you?"
Bill: "Don't tell me, it'll come! I know! You work here!"
Dr. Grumpy: "No, Bill, I'm..."
Bill: "Can you tell me where cereals are? My wife told me to get some Corn Flakes."
Dr. Grumpy: "Uh, aisle 16, that way, about halfway down."
Bill: "Thank you."
As he walked away, and I was stunned at my good fortune, I realized he had a box of Corn Flakes in each hand.