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I am feeling much better now.

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I'm in pharmacy school and I would like to think I have matured a little since my days as a wee freshman in college. But some things don't change.

Last week I went into the pharmacy for the first time since midterms started and as I was doing the usual dispensing, consulting, and doing my intern thang, I pull out a label for Cialis. Awhile back, I wrote an entry on this prescription drug and I mentioned to Gregg how the first question he told me to research pertained to this drug. Not content to leave the conversation as it was, he told me to look up its duration of action and how often a patient can use this drug on my handy-dandy smartphone that I bought recently. After much scrambling, I managed to find the literature and report to him my answer.

As I was putting away baskets, he tells me, "You need to face reality".

Me: "...huh?"

Gregg: "Some people do it everyday".

Me:
Fortunately, I haven't had the opportunity to consult a patient on Cialis yet but I imagine I wouldn't be able to keep a straight face. I'm not trying to laugh at the poor guy's flaccidness or anything, I just don't think I have reached that level of maturity yet.

I then proceeded to have the most awkward conversation with my preceptor about drinking, clubbing, and sex. He also told me how I would be a bitter person by the time I reach his age as a pharmacist. I told him, "My spirit will never be crushed!" And then Gregg, being the ball of sunshine he is, tells me, "10 years from now, I am going to come to your pharmacy and poop on your counter and leave it there. Let's see if you'll be happy then"

Gregg, I will bag your poop and gladly consult you how to properly dispose of it.