Abrasions.

The following is an Actual Conversation.

“Pharmacy, how can I help you?”

“Hi, who is the pharmacist on duty today?”

“Jim.”

“Oh, well. I have kind of an embarrassing question and I don’t really want to ask him because I know him, can I just ask you instead and you can find out for me?”

“Sure, what’s the problem?”

“Well I need to know what I can put on an abrasion.”

“What kind of an abrasion.”

“Well, it’s sort of embarrassing….My girlfriend and her sister handcuffed me and beat me on the ass with a ping pong paddle for a long time last night, and it’s really red and swollen and hot to the touch.”

“……….try some ibuprofen or naproxen for the pain, maybe some Solarcaine as a topical anesthetic….”

“I tried the Solarcaine already and it only worked for about 15 minutes. It’s really bad, they just clipped the handcuffs on me before I knew what was happening, and she started off sort of light and they could tell that I was getting excited, but then she really started whaling on me…”

“Okay, well, like I said…”

“…I really found out who in the family has a mean streak! And I heard the clicking of cameras so I know there’s pictures out there somewhere of me in handcuffs….”

“…I’m sorry you had to find out like that…”

“Oh no it’s fine, like I said it was pretty enjoyable so…anyway just Solarcaine? You’re sure there’s nothing else?”

“I’m sure, that’s it.”

“You’re not just siding with the girls on this so I’ll still be in pain, are you?”

“Nope, sure not.”

“Okay, thanks.”

That’s nothing compared to the insanity we used to get in my one hour photo lab. There were times that we actually had to call law enforcement. Then there was the time that I got to see our old babysitter naked. :eek:

I don’t know what this says of me, but it’s the fact that the sister was there also that freaked me out the most.

I have a friend who’s a pharmacist. Apparently stories like that aren’t all that unusual.

But man, that’s crazy! How do you keep a straight face?

Lucky bastard! Were they twins??!!

<whisper, whisper>
Huh? He’s the pharmacist?

Oh, nevermind. How was I supposed to know??

Are you sure he wasn’t one of these sickos who gets off on making sexually explicit phone calls to strangers?

I would have told him to come in so the pharmacist could take a look at his “abrasions.” :smiley:

I definitely snickered at him a few times, but I don’t know if he was joking or not. I’m inclined to think he was serious, and maybe since he didn’t get a shocked reaction from me he just continued on like it was a normal conversation. The whole thing lasted about 2 minutes, with him giving various details about the encounter…

Auto, the sisters thing made me wonder too…

Ok, he mentioned the use of the ping-pong paddles…did he say anything about… the actual balls? :smiley:

My wife was an accountant for a moderately well-known online sex-toy distributor. She answered phones for the call-in orders, occasionally.

There are, apparently, a LOT of pathetic humans out there.

"So… uhh… is the 12-inch Long Dong like… really big? [fap fap fap] click

Joe