Overheard at the pharmacy:
Rosa (elderly, hard of hearing, with a stack of prescriptions she needs filled): "Don't give me that one, it doesn't work."
Pharmacist (young, cheerful): "Now Rosa, you know it won't work if you don't believe in it. You have to believe in your medicine if you expect it to work."
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do yo mean that it was a placebo?
This is how spain works...
Was this in Madrid or in Asturias? I know it may make no difference... Pharmacies are a funny topic sometimes. My example: Summer midgnight at a Galizian town (Ribadeo), that has 3 pharmacies. None of them was open. We go through the three of them and all closed. When we are leaving the last one (and the one that should be open by regulation), the pharmacist opens the window (he lived just above the shop) and screams something like "Eh, what do you want?" "Some Nidina [it's babyfood], we ran out of it and need it for tonight" we answered. And then he yells "I can't open the pharmacy for such a thing. You come from the city, but here we only open the pharmacy at night for important things". And he closed the window.
A classic response, in so many ways. As if food to feed a hungry baby isn't important.
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