Brussels railway station, returning home from work. Head pharmacy.
Me: ‘Good evening. I would like to buy roller bandage – the kind they apply on wounds.’
Pharmacist (studied at least 8 years on medical university): ‘Of course. What type of?’
Me: ‘Long type. It will be for my little son.’
Pharmacist (now that I think, he may have also a PhD degree): ‘And what is the exact problem of your son?’
Me: ‘…Well, you know… there is this carnaval in the school on Friday….and he plans to be a mummy….’
Pharmacist (he and his family must have gone into serious debts in order to finance his medical studies, so he can devote his whole life to helping People In Need):
‘…A mummy….Certainly. …..Will it be applied on clothes? In which case I would suggest the adhesive tape..’
Me (casting my eyes down, only whispering):
‘Two packages, please. You helped a lot. Thank you.’
