While gurgling a glass of water with my anti-mumps virus infection in a local pharmacy, a naive woman, around 30 yrs. old asks harshly the neophyte pharmacist, ' Can I buy here TEMPERATURE? '. The witty attendant smilingly replies, ' I guess you're looking for a thermometer '.
The lady with loaded embarassment defending her ego, ' Whatever as long it can detect my swine flu fever '. I laugh childishly until I am burping in front of them. '' Excuse me '. Out of shame I walk away and have forgotten to pay my taken medicine.

Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan

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