Oh how I love working the weekend. There's nothing quite like it. Here's a few examples that contribute to the slow demolition of my soul. The typical weekend shift starts out like this...I walk back to my cage, only to be greeted by at least two customers standing and staring at the closed pharmacy. Their eyes aglow and filled with a childlike anticipation, knowing that their vicodin is just on the other side of that closed gate. Here's the deal folks; you want to walk around the main store until the pharmacy OPENS and then come back and throw your prescription at me. This will make me hate you less and make your wait time only 30 minutes instead of the 45 i was planning to go with.
Sometime later that day, I'll get the call that makes me want to impale myself on the nearest pill counter. The person who wants me to transfer their prescriptions from another store. I have to take at least three deep breaths before I even say anything to you. There is nothing I hate more than having to call other pharmacies on the weekend because you are too lazy to get off your ass and go there before they close. Can I ask you something? How was obtaining the inhaler that you need to breath not priority one on your list for the day? "Well...let's see...big day ahead of me today, that's for sure...first, I figure I'll watch tv for about 4 hours, then I have to remember to slam my thumb in the car door so I can keep my workman's comp claim open...hmmm, what else...oh yeah, definitely watch some more tv, and then I guess if I have time I'll go pick up that inhaler that keeps me from dying." Awesome.
This leads us to my favorite part of the day: The last minute throng of regular customers who show up right before we close. We have been open for NINE hours people, and I know that you are fully aware. Where the hell have you been? It's really the perfect metaphor for your lives. Please don't wait until the last minute to do important things and then act like a child when you are once again confronted with the fact that the world does not revolve around you. You are not the Sun. I am not the Earth. In reality, you are on your own planet, where time does not exist and vicodin is the Sun. Look out for asteroids.
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I like to fling asteroids at people!
I get so pissed off with those last minute people. It just makes my face turn red and want to slam the gates down on their fingers. What the fuck is their problem. I have a life outside of the damn pharmacy. I cannot stand having to go back and re-open the place up after I've turned in my cash drawer because your sorry ass was too busy picking out which apples look good. And people wonder why I talk to myself!@
Get this. I have a patient that ALWAYS comes in 10 minutes before closing and needs something for her husband.
Okay, no big deal right, but when I am super busy and just trying to get out of there before my dinner gets cold and she comes in and I tell her it will be fifteen minutes she throws a fit. Oh ya, and HER HUSBAND WORKS AT MY STORE. He has also been there for 3 hours, think he could drop by and tell me he needs 4 things filled?
Seriously, you know I close at 7, my wife has food ready for me to cook (she preps, I cook, she cleans...I love it), I would love to be home on time!
But, apparently my time is not worth anything to you, so I will stay until 15 minutes after we close, and then be late getting home and not be able to relax until at least 9:00...but hey, he needs his stuff....
I hate stupid people
My favorite thing is walking out, deadbolting the door, and heading through the little waiting area to hear someone banging on the shutters at the in window. "Aw, man, is you closed? What I'm gonna do with this scription now? I need my pills!" I always inform them that the pharmacy closes at 6pm, it has always closed at 6pm on the weekend, it is in fact 6:05pm right now, and NO I will NOT open back up for you. What you gonna do? You're gonna take your goddamn "scription" down to the 24 hour CVS is what your gonna do! BE GONE VICODIN ADDICT!
Why do people always wait until the last possible minute on refills?? You can SEE that there are no tablets left! I won't stay late because you didn't plan ahead. I also dislike the people who are out of refills, haven't been filling the rx on a regular basis (a 30 day script filled every 6 or 7 weeks), and then get angry when I won't advance them any tablets. "But I NEED the medication!!" No, you don't. You haven't been taking it correctly for the last several weeks, missing one more day won't hurt you.
What I really love about the weekends are the people who bring you the bottle with the NO REFILLS AUTHORIZED hi-lighted in yellow and stare at you shocked and stunned when you tell them you can't reach their doctor until monday - yes, idiot, your doctor actually gets weekends off unlike assholes like me who are stuck here filling Vicodin for your sorry ass!
The best thing is to work at one of those stores that DOES NOT close at 6, then have some hapless idiot call and explain their life story with "When did the pharmacy start closing at 6?" inserted somewhere. Then, I have to calmly and pleasantly shove all the other prescriptions aside to transfer their prescription because they can't wait until 10AM to get the prescription they needed apparently at 6PM exactly.
I hate it when people breeze through the door to my urgent care one minute before closing..."Whew! I made it!". Lovely, so happy for you asshole. That person always has something like, let's say, a rash, sore wrist or some other minor malady that they've had for 2 weeks. Of course, they want their Rx called in to the pharmacy--so they won't have to wait.
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