Wow! So I go to my local pharmacy and ask the pharmacist, "Do you carry propylene glycol?"
"WHAT??!!. C'est quoi ca?"
I spell it out for them.
They have to look it up. Most people behind the counter don't have a clue what it is. (These are pharmacists and pharmaceutical technicians.) So they show me a large bottle of Propyl somethingorother. Not PEG-400. Not Propylene Glycol.
This should have been my first clue to go elsewhere.
I ask them to check on their computer.
Sure enough! They have it! And they will sell me a bottle, but they need to order it in.
"What do you need it for?"
"I need it for my cigar humidors. I mix it 50% / 50% with distilled water." They will call on Tuesday.
Fast forward to today. I get the phone call, and head off to the local pharmacy. Again they ask me what it is for (different people behind the counter) "I need it for my cigar humidors. I mix it 50% / 50% with distilled water." "Cubans?" he asks with a smile. "Yes. Cohibas, and El Rey del Mundos." I reply with a smile. I pay the pharmacist (the one who called me twice to pick it up) thank him and leave. In no way do I look like a crack addict.
One hour later the pharmacist calls. He is frantic. He needs the bottle back....starts blabbing about the lot number....he is totally freaking out.
Now I am in my P.J.'s and getting set to watch the hockey game. I really don't want to head out. But he needs it back tonight!!! I ask him if there is a problem. "No, No, YES!!!!"
"Do you have a pencil? I can tell you the lot number." I tell him. I think the bottle which by the way was sealed expired in 2018. I read him the lot number.
"Is this a bad batch?" I ask.
He is panicked.
"No! There is nothing wrong with the batch!!!!"
"Okay, so what's the problem?"
He asks me if I speak French. (His English was great a few minutes earlier.)
Ok, so I tell him in French that I will bring it in tomorrow. He asks me to bring it in on Thursday because he is off tomorrow. Ok....so I'll bring it in on Thursday.
My gf asks me what that was about as she could hear the panic in his voice. I tell her, and explain it is weird because PG is legal, and why would he sell it to me if it wasn't? Her french is much better than mine, so she phones him and asks for an explanation.
He was panicked like nobody's business. She talked to him for about 15 minutes, and he told her that he had lost sleep over selling me the PG for the last two days. He could not give her a reason. We pointed out again and again that it is legal. Nothing wrong was done.
He is freaking out because he doesn't want to do anything illegal and loose his job over this.
To make a long story short, I ended up getting dressed, going to the pharmacy and returning the bottle. I don't want him to loose more sleep over it!
The head pharmacist will call me tomorrow.
Yippee Yay. What a day.
"WHAT??!!. C'est quoi ca?"
I spell it out for them.
They have to look it up. Most people behind the counter don't have a clue what it is. (These are pharmacists and pharmaceutical technicians.) So they show me a large bottle of Propyl somethingorother. Not PEG-400. Not Propylene Glycol.
This should have been my first clue to go elsewhere.
I ask them to check on their computer.
Sure enough! They have it! And they will sell me a bottle, but they need to order it in.
"What do you need it for?"
"I need it for my cigar humidors. I mix it 50% / 50% with distilled water." They will call on Tuesday.
Fast forward to today. I get the phone call, and head off to the local pharmacy. Again they ask me what it is for (different people behind the counter) "I need it for my cigar humidors. I mix it 50% / 50% with distilled water." "Cubans?" he asks with a smile. "Yes. Cohibas, and El Rey del Mundos." I reply with a smile. I pay the pharmacist (the one who called me twice to pick it up) thank him and leave. In no way do I look like a crack addict.
One hour later the pharmacist calls. He is frantic. He needs the bottle back....starts blabbing about the lot number....he is totally freaking out.
Now I am in my P.J.'s and getting set to watch the hockey game. I really don't want to head out. But he needs it back tonight!!! I ask him if there is a problem. "No, No, YES!!!!"
"Do you have a pencil? I can tell you the lot number." I tell him. I think the bottle which by the way was sealed expired in 2018. I read him the lot number.
"Is this a bad batch?" I ask.
He is panicked.
"No! There is nothing wrong with the batch!!!!"
"Okay, so what's the problem?"
He asks me if I speak French. (His English was great a few minutes earlier.)
Ok, so I tell him in French that I will bring it in tomorrow. He asks me to bring it in on Thursday because he is off tomorrow. Ok....so I'll bring it in on Thursday.
My gf asks me what that was about as she could hear the panic in his voice. I tell her, and explain it is weird because PG is legal, and why would he sell it to me if it wasn't? Her french is much better than mine, so she phones him and asks for an explanation.
He was panicked like nobody's business. She talked to him for about 15 minutes, and he told her that he had lost sleep over selling me the PG for the last two days. He could not give her a reason. We pointed out again and again that it is legal. Nothing wrong was done.
He is freaking out because he doesn't want to do anything illegal and loose his job over this.
To make a long story short, I ended up getting dressed, going to the pharmacy and returning the bottle. I don't want him to loose more sleep over it!
The head pharmacist will call me tomorrow.
Yippee Yay. What a day.
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