The other day I went over to a nearby Shopper’s Drug Mart.
When I got there, I went straight to the back of the store to where the Pharmacists’ Counter is located.
I took out my little brown bottle along with a teaspoon and laid them both onto the counter.
The Pharmacist came over smiled and asked if he could help me.
I said, “Yes! Could you please taste this for me?”
Being I’m a senior citizen, I guess the Pharmacist just went along with me.
He picked up the spoon and put a tiny bit of the liquid on his tongue and swilled it around.
Then with a stomach-churning look on his face he spit it out on the floor and began coughing.
When he finally was finished, I looked him right in the eye and asked, “Now, does that taste sweet to you?”
The Pharmacist, shaking his head back and forth with a venomous look in his eyes yelled, “HELL NO!”
So I said, “Oh thank God! That’s a real relief! My Doctor told me to get a Pharmacist to test my urine for sugar!”
Well, I can never go back to that Shopper’s Drug Mart, but I really don’t care because they aren’t very friendly there anyway!
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