I like to complain and I like to laugh. I spend equal amounts of time at both pretty much all the time. I had an especially good hour long fit of the chuckles after filling a prescription for a patient with a rather unfortunate yet hilarious name. I can't tell you the whole name because of patient privacy laws but I will take a stretch at saying that parents with the last name Wiener or Weiner have certain social responsibilities in picking a name that does not lend to hilarity and long term psychological damage for their children.
A typical text convo between pharmacists:
Tasty: I am being used for my compounding skills....I feel dirty.
Filet: Lucky! I've forgotten so much and I love compounding
Tasty: Made two batches of progesterone supp & a flagyl susp...fun fun
Filet: Fun. What flavor of flagyl?
Tasty: Sweet gritty ass
Filet: Ha ha w a cherry on top
Tasty: My face hurts from fake smiling
This is what happens when I get suckered into driving an hour away to sub at another store for a 14 hour day. I told the techs there will be no staying after 10pm. If it is not done it will be sitting on the counter for the morning staff. I have no shame in leaving it behind. I have an hour drive home. Of course there was nothing left behind because it was a Sunday but I am subbing there again for the evening today and will have no shame leaving stuff behind.
We close at 10PM, not 10:05, not 10:30, but at 10PM so don't pull up in the drive-thru because you think I am going to stay an extra 20 minutes because you are just gonna get driving directions to the 24-hour store down the street.
**supp = suppositories and susp = suspension