You’ve been displaced.

So often we’re making exchanges with businesses who no longer exist to serve us. In some cases, they never did.

I took this years ago in Boston. It captured the essence of this piece.

"That will be $89.95."

"I beg your pardon?" I shifted the reusable bag strap on my shoulder to relieve some of the pressure. 

"$89.95."

"That doesn't make sense. My birth control has been free for as long as I can remember."

"Yeah. Maybe you want to call your insurance company?” the woman behind the counter asked. “We have chairs over there,” she added, pointing to her left.

I sighed and moved to the side. Taking a seat in a plastic CVS-red chair, I prepared myself to sit on hold. When I finally reached a human, I asked why my birth control was suddenly not covered by my insurance. He disappeared to find an answer.

When he came back, he let me know that my past prescription was for a schedule two drug and my new prescription was not a schedule two drug. 

That seemed random to me. 

He asked if I would like a list of the approved drugs.

"Shouldn't my doctor be the one to decide which medicine I take?"

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