I went to Rite Aid today to get a flu shot. The pharmacist at Rite Aid loves Isaac. I don't fill prescriptions there often and when I do, I usually deal with the pharmacy tech, but the pharmacist remembers Isaac.
I don't think he recognizes me, but he does Isaac. Which actually
happens to me a lot.
As soon as he saw Isaac, he said "Oh, I remember
you!" and he was talking to Isaac, not to me. He remembered giving me
my flu shot a year ago and remembered telling me he was thinking of
getting a dog and told me he hadn't gotten one yet but that a pharmacist
at another store breeds labs and he might get one from his next litter
because he'd love a dog like Isaac.
He also gave Isaac four treats.