The Price of Trying to Be Cool

A few weeks ago I had to take one of the grands to the doctor to have an ingrown toenail taken care of. I made the two brothers sit out in the van because the week before when one of them had to be seen for poison ivy, the waiting room became a battlefield.


Even though they had their ipods to listen to they got bored and one decided to come in and see what was taking so long.


On the counter in front of the receptionists desk there was a pile of those stretchy bands that kids love to wear. Above was a sign that said "Take One. So he did.


I didn't notice the wrist band for a few hours and when I took I closer look I started laughing. This is what it said:

Of course he wanted to know what was so funny. I shouldn't have done it but I just couldn't help it, I told him Coumadin was anothe name for Viagra. He ripped that sucker off like it was on fire.

That'll teach him to check things out before jumps in head first. And just in case he sees someone with a bottle of Coumadin in the medicine chest I did tell him what it really is.