Walgreen's drive-thru is, like most other businesses in Miami, highly incompetent. After sitting for about 15 minutes, a Wizard of Oz-esque voice came over the speaker saying he would be with me soon (in a Spanish accent.) Five minutes later, a girl comes to help then leaves. The Cuban Wizard booms over the speaker again...
"Are you in the car alone?" huh? Is this some sort of police raid?
I answer yes."It's my duty to advise you that antibiotics can lessen the affects of birth control pills." Uh, ok, duh.
"All right then, you've been forewarned."
Thanks dude, but I'm sure the pre-pubescent breakouts I would get from not taking the antibiotics will have a much more detrimental affect on my love life than anything else possibly could.