Having minor asthma attacks at work. My inhaler (something that starts with an X that I can't recall the name of at the moment) is running low. TDS walks in.
TDS: Oh no! Are you having heartburn?
Me: No. Just a little asthma attack.
TDS: I have my inhaler if you need it.
Me: Thanks. I've got mine, it's running low, but yeah I have that little blue one with the X.
TDS: yeah, I have the one I can't take and the other one.
Me: That's right. You can't have the Albuterol but you can have the blue one with the X.
TDS: No. I have the small one they gave me that I can't have and the other one that I can have.
Me: But you can have the blue one with the X.
TDS: No.
Me: I thought you couldn't have albuterol.
TDS: It makes my heart race, so I have the other one. The blue one with the X on it.
I throw my arms up in defeat.
All I know is breathing is good.
