The Darwin/Murphy Effect

The following funny sort of parrallels what happened at my store last week: a young woman walks in with a written Rx for Demerol 100mg/ml-3xday.

Hmmmmmm. OK.

I asked her if this is going to be cash or insurance (with my tech dialing the Dr's office). Out of the blue, the "prescribing physician" walks up to the counter with some sundry items, completely unaware of the scene unfolding in front of him in line. He overhears his name and waves to the tech on the phone, which draws the attention of the customer, who turns around and sees the Doctor who's pad she had stolen, and promptly emptied her bladder all over herself, as well as my clean floor.

Of course it was good for a laugh a while later.




A young man walks into a drugstore to buy condoms. The pharmacist says the condoms come in packs of 3, 9 or 12 and asks which the young man wants.

"Well," the customer replies, "I've been seeing this girl for a while, and she's really hot. I want the condoms because I think tonight's 'the night'. We're having dinner with her parents, and then we're going out. I've got a feeling I'm gonna get lucky after that. Once she's had me, she'll want me all the time, so you'd better give me the 12 pack." The young man makes his purchase and leaves, excited.

Later that evening, he sits down to dinner with his girlfriend and her parents. He asks if he might give the blessing, and they agree. He begins the prayer and continues praying for several minutes. The girl leans over and says, "You never told me that you were such a religious person."

He leans over to her and whispers, "You never told me that your father is a pharmacist."