Today I went to the pharmacy to pick up something. #storyTime

My article was rung up and another lady joined the queue next to me. Like 50 cm away. I could see how her glance fell on the usual shelves of pester power items. Yes even in pharmacies.

Then she interjected a loud gasp: "What?!"

Seconds the length of aeons went by as both the cashier as well as me looked to her. She picked up a small package like a viole or sth.? I really couldn't make out because of the paper packaging.

Then the lady finally found further words.
"€10.99???"

At least I was more bamboozled now, because neither didn't I know what she actually held in her hand nor if that price was a crazy bargain or the opposite.

Then the lady addresses half to the cashier, half to the likewise flabbergasted universe:

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"€10.99 is crazy expensive!"

I looked at the cashier lady. She didn't mind attention to this at all and started to continue my checkout.

But I was bound by the strange lady, which gates at the small paper package.

"That is just too expensive for... Botox."

She put the item away I paid but wished I really wasn't part of what I consider now a Walmart situation. I had so many questions.

You can buy Botox a just like that?
Didn't come it in syringes?
What is a proper price for Botox?
Why does my mind circle about Botox prices?

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