When To Ask

ME: Hey, CP. Here's one for you. 

CP: These never end well. 

MYSELF: When is the proper time to ask a question? 

CP: Before you do something you may regret? 

ME: So you may make an informed decision? 

CP: Ideally. 

MYSELF: Okay. Here's today's #Everyday discussion. 

ME: You start. 

CP: Phine. Welcome to CP's Palace of Pills. How may I help you today? 

ME: I am here to pick up my prescription. 

CP: It's not ready yet. We've had tech cuts and I have metrics to meet so I can't work on your prescription until next Thursday. 

MYSELF: Wrong post. Jump ahead. 

CP: Sorry. I thought this was an #Everyday post. 

MYSELF: Get on with it. 

CP: Sorry. And the name? 

ME: Abe Froman. 

CP: Date of Birth. 

ME: 5/5/75. 

CP: I see this is a new medication. Do you have any questions about starting this today? I can review the side effects if you like. 

ME: How could I? I haven't taken it yet. That's a really stupid question to ask. 

CP: Is it? 

ME: How could I know what I want to ask if I don't know what it's going to do? 

CP: <Stares blankly at this logic> Isn't this the best time to ask? 

ME: No. 

CP: Okay. Do you have any food allergies? 

ME: Yes. I die every time I catch a whiff of meat or nuts. 

MYSELF: <snickers. . . he said "whiff of nuts">

CP: According to your logic, it would make complete sense to blindly walk into a restaurant, order from the menu, then start eating, before asking if the chef put his meat or nuts in the food? 

ME: Of course not. 

CP: But you're going to blindly take this medication without any questions or counsel. 

ME: Right. 

CP: Good luck. Please sign here for refusal of counsel and acting like a git. 

MYSELF: Perhaps you should have named him Darwin instead.