Mr. Shain: I need to get this prescription filled.
Pharmacist: Alright, what’s the date of birth for the patient?
Mr. Shain: October 30, 2004.
Pharmacist: So he’s got a birthday just around the corner.
Mr. Shain: Uh-huh, guess so.
Pharmacist: I’m sorry, there seems to be a mistake on this Rx. The weight is listed as 50 pounds.
Mr. Shain: No, that’s correct, we just weighed him.
Pharmacist: No, he couldn’t possibly weigh that much.
Mr. Shain: What? Why? He’s really fit. Dr. Biles said he’s the perfect size.
Pharmacist: Well how tall is he?
Mr. Shain: How tall? I have no idea. Maybe a foot 'n a half? Why?
Pharmacist: So you’re telling your three year old son is only 18 inches tall, weighs 50 pounds, and your pediatrician thinks he’s fine? Do you realize the average three year old is twice as tall and half the weight of your son?
Mr. Shain: My dog.
Mr. Shain: My dog. The average weight of a three year old is half the weight of my dog. Did you notice that the Rx was written by a vet?