I remember when you could still walk into a pharmacy and buy potassium permanganate in tubs, for a couple of quid. And when anything 'chemical-ish', they'd not start talkingbollocks and telling lies, inventing another lie after each one is refuted with logic and factual information as a reason 'why we can't' sell you more than one bottle, tub, packet etc. of anything chemical-ey, even epsom salts, bicarb, or 50ml bottles of acetone, despite the fact 200ml bottles of acetone/ethyl acetate mixture are available, or really pissing soaked through acetone that actually is so contaminated with H2O, it needs distillation, formation of a bisulfite adduct and hydrolysis of the adduct with base just to get the water out, so MUCH fucking water it had to be listed on the 'ingredients'. But 2 50ml bottles of 'tone, of a reasonable cleanliness, that a mere going over with first anhydrous magnesium sulfate, then storing over 3A molecular sieves was enough.
These days, even that, gets claims like 'we can't sell you more than one because little children might drink it' (huh? they could drink one bottle too, if it were not for the fact that the youngest person in the household, is 32, and is the one buying,or who would have bought, said acetone, if he hadn't been lied to so much he refused to put any money whatsoever in their tills, told the lying prick at the counter to drink bleach and die of cancer, and fucked off)
(this bear in mind was after that, then changing his lie after 'kids might drink it if there's more than one bottle', to 'but I can't, because it's a solvent' (DUUUH, really? thats precisely the reason I was going to purchase it in the first place. Because it's a solvent, and because I needed some acetone)
Then, to 'but, it's flammable' (yes, I am aware of that fact. You put a lot more flammable liquid in the fuel tank of your car on a regular basis and you are still alive, and YOU don't even have any specialist knowledge of flammable materials..), even to 'you might huff it or drink it yourself' (I just lost my temper at insulting crap like that, being used both to tell me a lie, and to talk down to me contemptuously, imperiously and by a little neurotypical snot with a wasp nest up the eye of his peanut-dick, and after refuting each and every lie, telling him to his face I knew full well he was lying to me deliberately and knowingly, going on to tell him exactly what I thought of him, and what he could go do with his fucking overpriced 'tone, and how he could end himself in a rather unpleasant way.
Might have gozzed on him too, can't remember, on the way out :tard;
Fuckin' imperious neurotypical bovine gobshyte, he really needed both bottles turning diagonally, opening, setting alight, before being rammed, still diagonally, up his arse. Lying to me, talking to an autie like that..fucking christ. Hell no I'm not taking that shit.
