Our store is a pretty diverse place. Minneapolis is home to a large Somali refugee population, and a number of them work for us. Its great.
Yesterday, one of the Somali girls who works for me was explaining that after work the previous day she had a headache, but "went home from work, had a BM and then it went away. It was nice." I looked at her curiously. Instinctively realizing that I didn't understand her she repeated "BM!, BM!"
This makes a lot of sense, but I was sure she wasn't trying to tell me that her headache went away after a nice shit. Just a hunch, but she's a little too shy for that kind of talk around me. Seriously, what did she mean?
Turns out she was talking about Tylenol PM. Who would have thought.
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