On Tuesday night I went to CVS to get my flu shot. Did you know the pharmacist gives you the shot? Because I definitely did not know that. As I came to this realization, I had to find a way to make sure I wasn’t going to be the first person he had ever administered a shot to but also at the same time not offend him. Since he was about to stick me with a needle. So I casually said, “Oh, are they making you give all the shots?”. And he responds “Yeah, I’ve had to give like thirty.”
That didn’t seem like enough to me. I fired more than 30 bullets at our handgun class and the last bullet was maybe 5% less terrifying than the first. Even if he does this every year it didn’t give me much comfort. Really I just was trying to add another reason to the list on why I didn’t really need this shot.
In the end, it actually didn’t hurt. My favorite part was when he wasn’t prepared for it to bleed and I had a stream of blood 3/4 of the way down my arm before he found something to clean it with. I surprisingly did not pass out when I saw it.