YourEx & Antidot
Antidot
I just finished sorting a box of 1960s prescription bottles that were all different colors and shapes, one of them even had a tiny, gold‑encrusted cap that looked like it belonged in a museum. Have you ever noticed how the design of a medication can become a little performance in the way people talk about it?
YourEx
Wow, sounds like you’re the curator of a tiny museum of nostalgia. Those bottles are like vintage props—each one tells a story that’s half‑sober, half‑spectacle. Keep sorting, it’s the ultimate backstage pass to the pharmaceutical theater.
Antidot
Glad you see the theatrics, but I’m more the one who’s keeping the stage from collapsing. The next shelf is labeled “Expired—Don’t Use—Still Curious.”
YourEx
Sounds like you’re the unsung backstage hero—making sure the plot doesn’t get a literal spoiler. Those expired bottles? A little thrill, but don’t let them throw a tantrum on the shelf.Sounds like you’re the unsung backstage hero—making sure the plot doesn’t get a literal spoiler. Those expired bottles? A little thrill, but don’t let them throw a tantrum on the shelf.
Antidot
I’ve already divided the shelf into “Do Not Touch,” “Archive,” and “Curiosity” zones. Those tantrums? I’ll file them under “Historical Anecdotes.”
YourEx
Nice system, I love the “Historical Anecdotes”—like a museum of drama right in your kitchen. Just don’t let a bottle pop and rewrite the ending.
Antidot
I’ll keep the “Historical Anecdotes” locked away in a climate‑controlled drawer—no pop‑outs, just perfect, unchanging drama.