Left: Mug shots in chronological order of a long-term meth user
I was purchasing some items at a local Walgreen's store when I noticed some motion behind me at the checkout counter. A younger woman was kind of wriggling about in the aisle, and from the corner of my eye I assumed that she was doing the "potty dance."
Prior to my arrival at the counter the cashier was helping the woman get something from behind the register, which turned out to be a two-pack of butane lighters.
I mistakenly entered the amount of the check I was writing on the Payee line, and then I heard the active woman let out one of those audible, impatient harrumphs when a frustrated person is irritated by an absent-minded geezer like me.
Only the woman's behavior turned... weird. She began pacing in quick fashion, back and forth, muttering under her breath. I then turned to give her one of those indignant stares when I saw her face, which was covered in open sores. There were also red sores on her arms, and her eyes were sunken in like a terminally-ill cancer patient.
This was a person clearly under the influence of a potent upper, which I suspect was methamphetamine from her telltale meth sores. She was unable to focus for more than a few seconds, and her behavior seemed almost animal-like. Moreover, her lack of recent personal hygiene made an impression even with my perpetually-clogged sinuses.
I shelved the indignant stare for another day and another recipient.
After I left the store, no more than ten seconds passed before the drug-fueled woman marched out of Walgreen's. Given the short transaction time, I am assuming she threw a fist full of bills on the counter and told the cashier to keep the change. She hopped into a waiting silver Taurus, roared out of the parking lot across five lanes of traffic, and headed at a high rate of speed up Monroe Street.
Now, I have seen some inebriated people in my day, and I have run across a few folks whose level of stonedness was of an extra-terrestrial nature, but I have never seen someone so high that she no longer seemed human. Looking in this person's fidgety eyes was like staring at a rabid dog, and I only hope that she enters a detox clinic before her actions bring harm - even death - to those around her.