Clarification.
Waking at 3:30AM in pain and in need of Advil or Motrin or *something* is not awesome.
Waking at 3:30AM and limping to the medicine cabinet in search of relief, is one thing.
Breathing a sigh of relief at the sight of the bottle of Aleve is another.
Finding that someone put the fucking EMPTY BOTTLE BACK IN THE CABINET is just plain unacceptable.
Someone is lucky I didn’t brain him with the empty bottle. I’m just saying.
