Today I went to get a prescription filled at my local pharmacy, the one I deal with and have so for many years. The pharmacist, actually Pharmacy Manager as her pin badge clearly stated was taking care of me, and apparently they recently updated their computer system and transferred all of their customer’s information. She asked me my date of birth, and immediately I go into defensive mode, like a I-don’t-like-giving-out-my-personal-info-shit-to-people-I-don’t-know-motherfucking-ninja-warrior … I guess it’s a reflex. I’m always reluctant to quickly, freely hand over personal information, so I asked, “Don’t you have it?” She did!! She kept inquiring if I was the same person whose records they had … who I was claiming to be. It never dawned on me until I left that what I perceived as perhaps her being bitchy, or overly obtrusive with her queries, but she wasn’t. I realized she was giving me a compliment without coming out and giving me a compliment. Perhaps it was her professional work ethic, but I knew what she was meant by her repetitive questioning … that I looked younger than my supposed birth year … and hey, at my age, I’ll take a compliment any way I get it!! Thanks, you made my day!!