posted on May, 24 2015 @ 03:29 PM
Personal anecdote: Ticks tend to be thick here in Atlantic Canada, and we check ourselves and the dogs regularly. Sometime before my SO and I moved
in together, I spent the night at his house after a crazy alcohol fuelled night out. In the wee hours, I wasn't feeling so well, and I forayed into
the bathroom to find some Gravol. Still groggy, and likely intoxicated, I spilled the contents of the Gravol bottle from the medicine cabinet into my
hand. I put my hand closer to my face thinking..."Why are these Gravol brown?". To my ABSOLUTE HORROR, my hand was filled with ticks that SO was
planning on taking to the local DNR to be tested for Lyme disease. ...in a Gravol bottle...in the medicine cabinet...in the bathroom.
I still fell in love with him, but I try to help him out with organizational skills nowadays.