Will two tens be alright?
Waiting for my prescription to be made up at a chemists in a rather genteel seaside town near where I live there was a shout across the shop of "We haven't got any twenties. Would two tens be alright?" Knowing that they are unlikely to have a cigarette counter everyone looked across the room to where the assistant was waving two packets of Tena lady about. Then following the line of her gaze to where the customer was. A very refined looking lady whose mouth was opening and closing like a goldfish. There were a few snorts and coughs, mine included as I turned away and studied the bottles of TCP.
(jvz, Tue 27 Jul 2010, 11:06, 6 replies)

I had something similar happen to me, although somewhat unfairly.
I was picking up a prescription of miconazole for foot rot (being cheaper than buying daktarin) and handed over the script. The little Chinese lady looked at it, made an assumption for what it was for and bawled out in an incredibly loud, yet monotonous and reedy voice to someone in the most distant part of the chemist's shop
"AWWWWWWW, MIHONAZOLE OKAAAAAY FOR PEEENIS?"
At this point, my draw dropped so fast it nearly crushed my larynx.
"What?!" came from the back of the shop.
"AWWWWWWW, MIHONAZOLE OKAAAAAY FOR PEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENIS?"
By this point, the entire shop, and probably most of Southampton, were watching with expressions ranging from embarrasment through to outright glee. There really was nothing to do except take it. I'd have looked a proper mentalist if I'd turned, almost pleading, to the other customers and said it was for a foot complaint, not for my fleshy fire hose.
With obvious faux dignity, I picked up the small box and left the shop.
( Colonel Boris "...a desperate Buzzfeed imitation...", Tue 27 Jul 2010, 11:27, closed)

Not much use to you now.
But, I think, the correct thing to do would be to yell "Is it OK for athelete's foot too?".
(Me, I'm not... in any way intoxicated, Tue 27 Jul 2010, 18:18, closed)

*Builds time machine*
Nah, they still smirked, the buggers.

:D
( Colonel Boris "...a desperate Buzzfeed imitation...", Tue 27 Jul 2010, 23:48, closed)

Heheh
It works the other way too - when I was doing a Saturday job at Boots, a man wandered past and dropped a tube of Anusol on the counter. Before I could ring it through, he'd shuffled away, leaving his girlfriend standing there. She denied all knowledge of the pile-ointment, so I went to put it back on the shelf, at which point the boyfriend re-appeared, and insisted that they needed the bumgrape-treatment, but was still extremely non-specific about which of them it was. It took about 20 minutes for one of them to pluck up the bottle to hand over some money.
( emvee cruor deo cruoris, Tue 27 Jul 2010, 11:54, closed)

If I require pile cream I'll wear a plaster.
The I will ask if it is as effective on tattoos.
(Me, I'm not... in any way intoxicated, Tue 27 Jul 2010, 18:21, closed)

Oh Sheesh!
I just looked up what Tena Lady was.
(TDub Nunc id vides, nunc ne vides on, Wed 28 Jul 2010, 3:09, closed)