A lady comes up to the counter and asks me if I can help her with something embarrassing. Sure, I tell her, I'm here to help. Secretly I'm cringing...
She tells me that she is from out of town and brought her Premarin cream but forgot the applicator. For those who don't know, this cream goes in the vagina and that's why it is embrassing to talk about. I tell her I don't have extra applicators but that maybe I have an idea...
Before I have a chance to say anything, a guy walks up and asks me where the bathroom is located.
I'm always stunned when people do this. I have about TEN signs about patient privacy. And despite that, it's just rude to interrupt. Were you born in a barn, for Pete's sake?
It was already an embarrassing subject and we're already whispering. I'm doing my best to protect this lady's privacy about a sensitive subject when this jackass interrupted.
"I'll be with you in a moment. I'm helping this lady right now," I said. I said it with a tone. I had a tone.
"Oh, I'm sooooo sorry," he says with sarcasm. "I didn't mean to overload your brain with such a hard question," he replies, walking off. And now you know why I call him a jackass.
"I'm sorry," I said to the lady. "Maybe you could use this dosing syringe as an applicator. Just clean it with alcohol first. Sorry about that guy."
"Oh, that's ok. He's my husband."
I'm sure glad I said "sorry about that guy" instead of "sorry about that jackass" (which is what I wanted to say).
Or buy cheap yeast infection cream from dollar store and use those applicators
Should have been nothing awkward about that. I would have said something to the effect of "oh it's good to know that he doesn't just interrupt any private conversation between strangers". Even if it was her husband, it's none of his business. Maybe she doesn't want her entire family to know her intimate details.
Or a balloon inflator hand pump from the toy aisle. He was still a jackass.
Man, glad it was you. I would have definitely stuck my foot in my mouth, ha!
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