Today I woke up with the fourth cold sore I’ve had in my entire life. As we were wandering Rome I saw a pharmacy, and decided to step in to see if they had anything for it. It was a little crowded so I waited my turn until the pharmacist motioned for me.
ME: *in a hushed tone* Do you have anything for a cold sore? *pointing to my lip*
PHARMACIST: *loudly* You mean, for the herpes???
ME: *dies of embarrassment*