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Thursday, December 28, 2006
Pill Peril

In my continuing endeavor to chronicle my various ineptitudes, allow me to relate to you, dear reader, my present problem with pills.

First off, a disclosure: I am sick. I would appear to be experiencing some kind of irritating cold which has specifically affected my throat. My affliction began to manifest itself mere moments for heading off to my second job yesterday. By the end of the night, I was thoroughly miserable and barely had prescience of mind to internally shake my head in shame at the people who look like they should know better than to rent John Tucker Must Die. So, on my break, I darted over to the Smith's across the street and picked up some Theraflu caplets. This process in itself consumed the better part of half an hour, seeing as when it comes to making decisions on medication, I don't know what the fuck I'm doing. I should do something about that.

Everyone's seen the bubble packaging these caplets come in (but I've included a picture anyway). Reading the back would lead one to believe that anyone aware of the directions should be able to access what's inside with ease.
1) Tear to remove corner
2) Peel back paper
3) Push through foil; use scissors if necessary
Now, I can't seem to get past step two. Not without aide in the form of scissors. Fortunately, there was a pair hanging out in the office at work. And there is a plentiful supply of scissors in my apartment. While this gets me my medication, this does not fully alleviate my problem. Ultimately, I want to do it the right way. I spent about fifteen minutes wrestling with one of these packages, attempting the seemingly simple task of peeling back the paper (I should probably note this wasn't all full-on, dedicated wrestling, but rather intermittent moments of intense frustration, tempered with a few minutes of casual picking). Finally, I broke down and went for a pair of scissors.

Comments:
You got the wrong pills.

I totally knew that. I knew that when I picked them up off the shelf, still knew it when I went to check out, and knew it even more as I ingested them. Yet I still don't know what would have been the right choice.

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