I went to my local pharmacy and asked to speak to the pharmacist on duty.
As I waited, I took out my little brown bottle, along with a teaspoon
and set them on the counter.
The pharmacist came over, smiled and asked if he could help me.
I said, “Yes! Could you please taste this for me?”
Seeing a senior citizen, the pharmacist went along. He took the spoon,
put a tiny bit of liquid on it, put it on his tongue and swirled it around.
Then, with a stomach-churning look on his face, he spit it out on the
floor and began coughing.
When he was finally finished coughing, I looked him right in his eyes
and asked, “Now, does that taste sweet to you?”
The pharmacist, shaking his head back and forth with a malicious look in
his eyes yelled, “Hell No!”
I said, “Thank goodness … that’s a relief! My doctor told me to have a
pharmacist test my urine for sugar!”
