Wednesday, 20 February 2013

Dental Woes...

I got an odd look from the lady in the pharmacy when I asked for 'Corsodyl' today. She asked why I might need it, with a tone like she was accusing me of a crime. I explained that I needed it to rinse my mouth.
"Really?" She enquired further, a steely look now engraved on her face, "I don't think that'll help."
I was feeling tired, and quite ill, and in no need for dental advice from her.
So, I repeated my request, a tad slower, only then did I realize that I was mistakenly saying "Where would I find the chloroform?"
I very hastily corrected myself, bought the 'Corsodyl', and fled.

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