The pharmacist will see you now

Harry Enfield, a comedian, once drew laughs by playing an indiscreet chemist who mortified his customers. He inquired loudly into their bowel movements, commented on a wife’s positive pregnancy test after her husband’s vasectomy and interrupted one man mid-flirtation to inquire about his herpes. The character was sanctimoniously unimportant. “Where there is despair, we bring hope; where there is pain, we bring relief,” he intoned. “Where there is darkness we bring light: especially when developing photos.”