An elderly man walked into a busy neighborhood pharmacy, carefully placing a small brown bottle and a teaspoon onto the service counter. When the pharmacist stepped up, the old man looked at him earnestly and asked, “Excuse me, young man. Could you do me a huge favor and taste this for me?”
With several customers watching, the pharmacist wanted to show good customer service to the senior citizen. He reluctantly took the spoon, poured a few drops of the mysterious amber liquid, and swished it around his mouth.
Instantly, his face twisted in pure horror. He violently spat the fluid onto the floor, choking, gagging, and coughing uncontrollably.
Once the pharmacist finally caught his breath and wiped his mouth, the old man leaned over the counter and asked anxiously, “So… does it taste sweet to you?”
“No!” the pharmacist wheezed, his eyes watering from disgust. “Not at all! It’s absolutely repulsive!”
The old man let out a massive sigh of relief, patted the pharmacist’s hand, and smiled:
“Oh, thank goodness, son. My doctor told me I needed to find a certified pharmacist to check my urine for sugar.”
