Amazing
7:24 p.m.
After this, I headed across the street to my preferred pharmacy to buy hair dye, except that they didn’t have the two colours that I like to blend in the brand I like. Instead I bought some exfoliating face wash and went across the street again to the other pharmacy, the one I don’t like to use because it is newer and more modern looking and strikes me as being less in keeping with the small-town feel of our small town. But lo! they had the hair dye in question on sale, so I bought double the amount I normally would.
As I was paying for it, a woman came up to me and said, “That looks like Elgan. But it can’t be Elgan, she’s much too young!” After assuring her that I was in fact Elgan, and that I was also as old as she imagined I should be, I let her in on my secret, which happens to be that facial cream I purchased in February and really does seem to be making the texture of my skin more youthful. She was rather skeptical when I told her the price, but we were joined by the cosmetician who said that the product in question was presently on sale. I haven’t yet finished all of the old bottle, but I jumped at the chance to acquire more at a discount. The woman (I think her name was Carol, and she is at least 10 years older than I) ended up taking some literature and a sample. The price may be beyond her, but I don’t find it extravagant for an anti-aging cream that really seems to work when I think of all the money I have spent on products that don’t.
Then I crossed the street again to the health food store where I bought my favourite tamari, baking yeast, tofu and dried peppermint, after which I walked home, my groceries slung over my shoulder. The weather was fine.
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