The Clockwork Druggist

Last night I accompanied someone to a local clinic, an outpost of Central Dupage Hospital, and found a new piece of technology in the waiting room.


It's a vending machine that dispenses prescription drugs. Welcome to the future.

Someone tell autopope about this: yet another sign that getting out of the pharmacy business was a good career move. Had he continued, autopope might have been out on the street by now, to be replaced by autochemist...

Perhaps the corner druggist will go the way of the soda jerk he once employed* --I hope not. I like my local pharmacist, and as I gradually mature into the decades when I become ever more lucrative to him, I find it comforting to be able to consult a human regarding the growing number of pills I must consume.



* Of whom, I hope to write more soon.