As I retire early this evening, I’m chewing on the fact that I paid $16.39 for a single pill that I took today.
Being a “guy,” I didn’t question it or give it any thought when I picked it up at the pharmacy the other day. But after opening the bottle today and finding the one lonely pill, I looked at the receipt and discovered that I was about to consume a pill valued at $24.79. (Your insurance saved you $8.40!)
I took it, and I suppose it did whatever it was supposed to do.
But I think there ought to be a law that if you take a pill that costs almost $25.00, you should achieve some kind of euphoric state, if only briefly, to make it really worth the money. (Even if “Your insurance saved you $8.40!”)
That seems only fair, doesn’t it?