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When Miss. Mocha gets home the following morning, she's exhausted. However, she's met at the door by her sisters AKATUDE and DiscoGoddess. They both look really uncomfortable.
"What's the matter?" She asks AKATUDE.
"I don't know. I think I have a...a...you know." Replies AKATUDE.
"I know." Miss. Mocha says outraged. The dreaded UTI has attacked her own family. "IS that what's wrong with you, too, Disco?"
DiscoGoddess nods.
"Okay, I'm going down to Walgreen's to get some pencillin. Just relax, I'll be back as soon as possible."
Miss. Mocha is alone in her truck, sitting on her 22s
Why are my sisters suffering from the dreaded UTI? Who would do this to GC? . She thinks.
At the pharmacy counter, she receives some more shocking news.
Snapping and rolling her neck in utter disbelief and frustration
"What in the world do you mean, you ain't got no pencillin?!?!?! Is this not the dang gone pharmacy? How are you outta pencillin?!?" She takes a breath. "Okay, okay, okay, okay...give me two bottles of amoxicillin."
"We're out of that, too." Says the pharmacist.
"My sisters are in pain!!!! Do you understand that? Do you have anything that will treat a UTI?"
Miss. Mocha's frustration continues as she tries pharmacies at Eckerd; CVS; Osco Drug; Wal-Mart; Target and the grocery store.
Finally, she opts for 2 bottles of NorthLand Cranberry juice, and heads home.
She calls ClassyLady from her cell, and tells her about the missing penicillin.
"Yeah, I know." ClassyLady says, "I was at Walgreens myself this morning."
"ClassyLady, not you, too." Miss. Mocha cries in disbelief.
"Yes, even me. But I'll be all right. Right now, we have bigger fish to fry. Who would gain from this? I wonder....
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