Preface: The dating scene is rough.

Last week, after surviving my bout with a minor case of pharyngitis, I decided it was time to move the prescription I filled, but didn’t take, to the medicine cabinet. But then I glanced back at the name on the bottle.

“Whoa.” Thought the girl with the partially sore throat. “That name is a little scary.”

Then, common sense joined the party, leading to my second thought, “I shouldn’t have to hide medicine for a sore throat in fear that a creeping boyfriend will get sketched out because I have something beside Tylenol or Thera-Flu in my cabinet of health and Q-Tips.”

And so this idea materialized. And it’ll soon be granted permanence with a piece or two of Scotch tape.

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