Read before you sign

[steuard]

I went to the store today to get a new box of (generic) Sudafed. As usual, I had to jump through hoops to buy it since pseudoephedrine can be used to make meth. After I showed my driver's license, the pharmacist asked me to sign a statement about not misrepresenting my identity or using it for anything illegal. All standard stuff these days.

Now, one of my "endearing quirks" is that I do my best to at least skim everything before I sign my name to it. To add some humor to something that probably looks awfully pedantic, I often mutter "...agree to sell my immortal soul..." as I read. To my delight, the pharmacist today replied, "Oh, you saw that? I thought we had it in a small enough font that nobody would notice!"

I laughed and signed my name, and she rang up my purchase. "Five seventy-three," she said. And then, "Souls sure have gotten cheap these days."

"Yeah, soul-inflation has really been brutal lately," I said. We smiled, I thanked her, and I headed home.

It's rare for someone to play along, especially that much. Good stuff!

Comments

[beth_leonard]

And you guys were the ones who also had THE BEST TELEPHONE DIRECTORY EVERY as far as I recall. Unless that was someone else.

Small university towns are sounding more and more fun.

--Beth

[steuard.livejournal.com]

Yeah, there are some nice quirks here. (I hadn't thought about the telephone book cuteness in ages!) But you miss out on a lot, too. (I've somehow managed to go nearly two years without the chance to eat Thai food.)

[zathrus.livejournal.com]

Oh. Ouch. That would hurt.

Newt

[nemene.livejournal.com]

Learn to cook it, a while back I posted a great recipe for Tom-Ka-Gai.