I needed some Frontline so at lunch I ran to a vet#%92s office that I#%92d seen near my workplace.
The place was freaky! I walked in, it was deserted and almost completely dark. Instead of turning and running like my instincts said I called out and this creepy looking, creepy acting filthy guy, covered in who knows what, walked up. I told him what I needed and he got it but he didn#%92t have a credit card machine so he had to call it in. All this time a dog is whining in the back. The guy got progressively more frustrated to the point that he was sitting up front on the phone with me right in front of him but SCREAMING at the dog to “shut the hell up”. At this point I really wanted to leave and not spend anything with him, but they#%92d already run my card so I took the product and left. The building was odd, all the area I could see was empty, no displays or posters or waiting chairs or anything. The place was clean but the experience left me feeling like I needed to go home and take a shower. And maybe call animal control. He was so angry that I#%92m concerned for the animals if he#%92s the only one there with them.