New York Post- New York City in grips of Rogaine shortage
New York City has found itself in the grips of a hair-losing Rogaine shortage, with untold numbers of balding men finding themselves confronted by empty shelves at chain drug stores like Duane Reade and Walgreens.
A review of more than a dozen chain drug stores by The Post found all but one were completely out of Men’s Rogaine.
Well now THAT’S SERIOUS! Baby formula? Who cares.
What ever happened to mother’s milk?
New York, you say? Well, that actually makes sense… what ‘man’ wants to transition into a bald woman?
My next door neighbor used that shit for years he died a bald 65 year old man….sad
It’s expensive snake oil. It’ll give you a few extra strands of hair that you have to look real close to see. Go with the transplants or better yet just shave your damn head.
Prediction: massive hairballs lead to epic Manhattan sewer backups. Plumbers work nonstop doing nothing but clearing drains.
I’ve always said, “there’s room for brains and there’s room for follicles but there’s not room for both”. I just grew taller and my hairline stayed in the same place is a claim I make. I’m proud of my visible scalp. (etc., etc.) Who needs Rogain anyway?
I went with a girl once who I am sure must have dipped her nipples in Rogaine. Cor, wot a turnoff.
“Nipple Rogaine” would be good name for a band.
After the great reset, you shall own nothing, be happy and bald. They didn’t tell us about that last bit.
The brothas done lifted all that stuff from the Drug Store shelves in San Francisco … because of “equity” or something .. it’s available on the eBay and Etsy black market …
I’m 68 years of age, I’ve been shaving my head for about 14 years now. I love a smooth scalp. Tried a beard for about 2 years a long time ago. Hated it. Moustache is it, except for the crazy ear hairs.
Rogaine is one of the most commonly stolen items at the drug store. Where I worked we never put out more than one box at a time. Shelf was always empty. Liquor, Rogaine, razor blades, batteries, allergy and heartburn pills, black hair dye. All behind the counter.
Back in the day, when husband noticed thinning on top, bought a T-shirt which read: “It’s not a bald spot; it’s a solar panel for a sex machine”. Of course husband decided this was the appropriate shirt for a school event (I did not agree), but he promptly ran into another parent who was a former colleague. Said parent was now in a wheelchair (MS) which had my man upset, but the response from the wheelie was “where can I get one of those?”.