And by "on the way" I mean -on my way home .
And by "forum"  I mean- from work, when I stopped at the pharmacy.

Now, some of you might not like to read about what I am writing about. Whatever, Its a part of life, don't hate.
I'm not writing this to talk to you about personal problems, I'm writing this because it was a fucking <strong>HILARIOUS </strong>situation that needs to be shared. I, am not embarrassed (It takes a lot to embarrass me) I am hysterical over the fact that this actually happened and I was not on a hidden camera show.

I'm sorry that you have to know WHY I was at the pharmacy in the first place, but the story is not funny without it.

So the past day or so I have been having some issues in the, uhh, lower ...department.
Anyways, I went to walgreens to buy OTC medicine for it and the store was packed so im like, crap. whatever.
So I go to the isle and now they have them locked in glass cases, like they do with razors.
And it has a sign that said push button for assistance, so like, you dont have to wander around looking for someone to open it for you.

So I push it and this little light flashes. I wait a minute they an automated announcement comes over the loud speaker
<em><i> "immidiate assistance needed in personal care isle" </i></em>
so now not only am I standing infront of this case w/ a flashing light but everyone around the isle looks to see whats going on. Obviously its me, so I smile and wave at onlookers (I am laughing to myself at this point about how ridiculous it is). Then, at least 8 workers come to open the case for me. Like one by one stop by and ask if someone is helping me.

Then the guy helping me presses the button again to turn it off and the announcement goes:
<em><i>"assistance reached in personal care isle"</i></em>
So not 1, but 2 announcements of what was going on.

Then i go to the register and of course there a huge line w/ only 1 open cashier. So I'm standing there holding v creme and tampons (killing two birds with one stone this shopping trip) and the guy in front of me is one of those slow pokes who stays after he pays to put all his shit back in his wallet. Theres a line behind me so I have to lay everything out on the counter in front of him and the people waiting. And of course I always get a dude cashier who doesn't see any reason to be discrete about my purchase and is pointing out isles to customers using the box as an extension of his hand. At that point I might as well made a hat out of the two boxes and wore it on my way out.

I think its funny how a pharmacy has a "discrete service system" for potentially embarrassing products that attracts more attention then if I had thrown the box to the register from the other end of the store.

Obviously this doesn't bother me as much as it makes me laugh or I wouldn't have written about it on here. However, I could see how someone who isn't me could have been very upset.