On Saturday, while perusing the self-tanner aisle, I overheard a young man asking the Pharmacist if he was, in fact, a pharmacist. I became interested.
"Well, I am an intern, which means I will be done with school in one year. I can try to help you."
This young dude was probably a college student based on his long gym shorts and JAKE'S t-shirt. I thought he had a white paper bag on his hand but couldn't be sure...you know...because I was "reading" the self tanner instructions.
"Well, uh, I am not sure if I should go to the emergency room or not, can you tell me?" The bag comes off.
"OOHH. Uh, well, hmmm, I, a, hmmmm. What'd you do son?"
"I cut it with a saw."
EEK! SAW! Ohh, no scent to this one.
"Yeah, should I get stitches or what? Can I just get a big band-aid?"
"I, um. wellllllll, let's get the pharmacist over her.....CINDY!"
Calling in the big dogs! I am so curious now. Cindy wanders over. She looks upset. I grab a STAR and peer over it. No self-tanner is this interesting. My cover is blown.
"Yes. Go to the ER."
"I don't have insurance."
"The hospital will figure something out."
So Cindy wanders away and the poor intern is standing there turning green. I think he was more upset than Mr. Saw.
"Ok, what should I do now?"
GO TO THE ER! Don't get involved, don't get involved....
"Let me show you where gauze and neosporin are. You will need that until you get to the hospital so this doesn't get worse. But let me stress again, you need to get this taken care of PROFESSIONALLY..."
At that point, they were coming down my aisle and I had to jump ship or else I would be caught. Those folks at Rite-Aid sure are helpful. Moral of the story: don't wrap a paper bag around your cut hand (der!).