Ray talked a little about her past a few weeks ago, but now we’re digging a little deeper. Obviously this “Chad” fellow left quite the impression, which is sad, because he’s such an over-the-top jerk, he should just be ignored. Sadly, little Ray has been holding onto these comments for some time.

Speaking of injuries that hang on to you, I’m in an interesting predicament of my own. Those of you following my Twitter probably already heard this wonderful piece of news: I have been diagnosed with Swine Flu. Thats right kids, genuine H1N1 is alive and well inside of my body.

A lot of you have shown concern, and I really appreciate all the kind words and encouragement. My doctor doesn’t seem all that concerned, he prescribed some Tamiflu, which is supposed to be pretty effective. He didn’t make a huge deal out of it, just said that my life would suck for about a week, and that I should lay low, rest, and not work (making comics is way too fun to count as “work” of course, in my book). So, don’t worry about it.

The funny thing is that I’m being treated like a leper by my friends and family. Everyone covers their face and runs away from me, spraying 409 over everything I touch. Can’t say I blame them, I’d probably be the same. But thats the cool upside: I have power over people, I can threaten to give them Swine Flu if they aren’t super nice to me. I’ve also got a good business opportunity, as there’s a bunch of people that want to catch it to get out of whatever commitments they have, so the going rate right now is about $20 if you want it.

The downside of course, is the pain, fever, chills, mucus, cough, congestion, and whatever other symptom you want to throw in there ’cause this thing seems to add in a bit of everything.

There’s been a lot of funny stories to come out of this, but my favorite is what happened when I went to pick up my prescription. First, my insurance plan sucks, and it was a lot of hoops to jump through to even get to see my doctor, even though he’s listed on my plan. So it shouldn’t have surprised me that my insurance wouldn’t pay for the meds when I went to pick them up, even though I’ve been paying tons every month for a prescription plan. Whatever. So, I’m in the really crowded, super busy Walgreens, I’ve been waiting for an hour, they’re understaffed for the day, and I have this conversation with the pharmacist:
“Yeah, your insurance is rejecting this.”
“Really? That must be a mistake, I’m covered for this.”
“Let me run it again… nope, it’s still rejecting it.”
“Well, thats not good.”
“This happens all the time, it’s probably just a mistake, you can call them, and see whats going on and–”
“Look, can I just pay for them?”
“Can you WHAT?”
“You guys are WAY busy, and I just want to go home and feel better, can I pay for them now, and work it out with the insurance later?”
“You CAN, but… it’s over a hundred dollars…”
“Thats fine, let me just pay it, and I’ll work it out with them later.”
“But… it’s over a hundred dollars…”
“I know, you already said that.”
“You know this is over a hundred dollars, right?”
“Yeah, I’ll just pay it, here’s my card.”
“But, how can you? It’s over a hundred dollars!”

I wanted so badly to follow up with, “Yeah, I know that you’re not used to talking to people that have jobs, or don’t spend every last cent they have on random crap, but let me assure you, there are still people left in this world that have over a hundred dollars lying around for emergencies like this. Now give me the pills, bitch!”

But I didn’t say that. Which is for the best, she wasn’t a bitch, she was very nice. Thank you, Walgreens!

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