I went to my nearby CVS Pharmacy, went straight to the back, which is always where the pharmacist’s counter is located.
I took out my little glass bottle, along with a teaspoon, and set them up on the counter.
The pharmacist came over, smiled at me, and asked if he could help me.
I thanked him, and then said, “Yes! Could you please taste this for me?”
Seeing a senior citizen, the pharmacist opened the bottle, took the spoon, put a tiny bit of the liquid on it, put it on his tongue and swilled it around.
Then, with a stomach-churning look on his face, he spat it out on the floor and began coughing.
When he finally was finished coughing, I looked him right in the eye and asked, Now, does that taste sweet to you?”
The pharmacist, shaking his head back and forth with a venomous look in his eyes yelled, H *** NO!!!”
I said, “Oh, thank God! That’s a real relief! My doctor told me to have a pharmacist test my urine for sugar!”
Of course, I can never go back to that CVS, but I really don’t care, because they aren’t very friendly there anymore!
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