It should be said though that in Ireland a chemist is a shop. A shop with a shopfront. Like a post office or a pub. And they are dotted around like post offices.
Here in the Midwest however a pharmacy is industrial in size. Like SuperQuinn. Or Tesco. And they build them right beside each other.
I walk in, recognise that brands of medicine are not brands of medicine I recognise, so pick one and leave to consume happily.
Half an hour later I am wired to a dwarf-planet. My eyes don’t simply refuse to blink, they continually open wider until my entire face is nothing but two enormous throbbing eyes separated only by a sore nose.
USA & Ireland Little Differences #11 (Irish KC)