As the curtain rises, we find a bald man in his mid 40's, dressed casually in a sweat shirt and blue jeans. He is seated in the family room in front of his computer. Stage left, his attractive wife enters the room.
Wife: When you're out running errands today, could you stop at CVS and pick up Ibuprofen, and hair conditioner.
Husband: (typing) Um...Yeah.
Wife: Can you please stop typing and pay attention for a second.
Husband: (still typing) Yeah, yeah, I got it...you want me to pick up aspirin and...
Wife: Aspirin? I said ibupofen.
Husband: (stops typing) That's what I meant. I was just using the generic word for a pain reliever.
Wife: But aspirin isn't ibuprofen. Advil and Motrin are ibuprofen. Tylenol is acetaminophen. Bayer is aspirin.
Husband: What are you a pharmacist?
Wife: No. But if you get rushed to the hospital and tell the doctor that you took aspirin when you really took ibuprofen, there could be consequences.
Husband: Fine!... I'll buy ibuprofen.
Wife: And...what else?
Husband: Umm...oh...um...creme rinse?
Wife: Creme rinse? You mean hair conditioner. They don't call it creme rinse anymore.
Husband: Really?...Since when?
Wife: Since you lost your hair.
Later that day.
Wife: Did you go to CVS?
Husband: Ohhhhh!...I forgot.
Post Script: Wife told daughters about above conversation. Now daughters take great delight in asking dad to, "please go to the store and buy creme rinse." They usually then convulse with laughter and fall on the floor.