Because the label was written in sanskrit with the name of the drug nowhere in sight, I asked, "Is this Bactrim?"
He squinted at the label. "Should be," he said.
I handed him my insurance card. He looked at it ... then looked down at the label on Gus's prescription ... then looked at me ... then back at the card ... then down at the label ...
"The birthday on the bottle says 5/25/04," he told me.
"That's my son's birthday," I said. "I'm picking up a prescription for my son."
"Is he ... like ... a child?" the pharmacist asked.
"Yes," I said. "He's like a child. Except that he has a short furry tail.
Do you suppose that's a side effect of the medication?"