(I am a customer in line at a pharmacy. A mother and her two youngs boys is ahead of me. One of the young boys is sitting on the floor pointing at random medicines.)
Boy: “Mummy, what’s that for?”
Mother: “That’s for an itchy head.”
Boy: “Mummy, what’s that for?”
Mother: “That’s for when you can’t sleep.”
(The boy then points at the pregnancy tests.)
Boy: “Mummy, what’s that for?”
Mother: “That’s to see if you have a baby growing inside of you!”
(The boy then stands up and gets back in line with his mother.)
Mother, to me and the pharmacist: “Thank god he didn’t point at the condoms!”
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(I need to make a new profile for the customer’s wife on our computer system, so the customer calls his wife.)
Customer, to wife: “Hello? What’s your card number? It’s for the prescription.”
(The customer relays the card number to me. I ask for her birthday.)
Customer, to wife: “When’s your birthday? No, of course I remember. It’s December 7th!”
(I hear his wife cry out loudly over the phone.)
Customer, to wife: “What? It’s September 22nd?!”
(The customer ends the conversation and hangs up the phone.)
Me: “Are you going to be alright when you go back?”
Customer, to me: “You should warn me next time you have to ask for her birthday.”
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(I am a customer in line. There is a woman with a 4 year old finishing up their purchase.)
Me: “Here’s your change.”
4-Year-Old: “Mommy, can I do the scribbles?”
Customer: “No, honey. I paid with cash, not my credit card.”
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(I hear this conversation in my checkout line.)
Customer #1: “Oh my God, I love that nicotine gum! It makes my mouth feel all numb.”
Customer #2: “You know that stuff’s going to get you addicted to cigarettes, right?”
Customer #1: “Nah! That stuff gets you un-addicted to them and I don’t smoke. I’m fine!”
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(A woman walks into the store with her young daughter. Her daughter looks feverish and is sniffling.)
Customer: “Oh look honey, they have candy bars. Go get yourself one while mommy shops for her things.”
(The little girl walks up to the counter and takes a candy bar.)
Me: “Are you feeling okay, little girl?”
Daughter: “My mommy says as long as she gets her tampons, I’ll feel better.”
(The girl suddenly vomits all over the candy bars and on the counter.)
Daughter: “QUICK MOMMY! GET YOUR TAMPONS!”
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