Dairy Queen

Yesterday I took one of our Jr. High boys out of school for lunch. We ended up stopping at Dairy Queen on the way home. They now have a chocolate dipped strawberries Blizzard that was really good. But anyways as I'm at the counter to order I notice a syringe on the counter. Talk about making me uncomfortable. I do not like syringes. Much less someone else's syringe. I poked at it with my dollar. It said something about insulin. I pointed it out to the girl working behind the counter. She was as uncomfortable as I was. She went to make a phone call but didn't touch it. Can't say that I blame her. It did have the point covered but I still wasn't touching it.