Most of the time I give a customer the benefit of the doubt. I try to be nice to everyone, even if they are a repeat offender i.e. bothersome drug addict, on my shit list or a holier-than-thou HCP. However, today really pushed my "nice limits".
Oh where do I start?? Maybe it was the DB that kept confusing Suboxone and Subutex after I told him 3 times what the difference is and why a shortage existed for Subutex and its generic. Showed up with a wad of cash the size of Texas yet still bitched about the cost of Suboxone. Seriously dude!!
Perhaps it was the beeyotch that complained about the cost of Plan B. Shit! Have that kid! "18 years...18 years...she got you for 18 years" Look it up! It is the Gold digger song you will be humming soon enough. Like I've said before-if it was up to me, it would be F*R*E*E. Some babies don't need to be born. Maybe you were one of them??
Really, Dr. D? You told a patient citalopram had NO side effects? OMG you need to be punched in the head. The patient almost cried when I went over them with her! Why would you do that?
I cannot read your mind. If you ramble on about your refills, disease of the week, or pizza order, I still don't know who the f**k you are so please, please and for the love of GOD and sweet baby Jesus-start the conversation off with your name. Example: "Hello. My name is _______. I would like to refill my ______. I would like to pick that up by ________. Thank you. You are the best and the cutest pharmacist in the world (brownie points for that). OK bye" Yeah! Be normal! It is not that hard.
Middle aged women-you are not the only ones going through menopause (maybe Big N Tasty is? Ha ha). Don't take it out on me. I will likely add you to my shit list, which is growing longer by the day.
Receptionists-don't waste my time! Fax the PA informatoin over. I don't want to have an epic conversation about JJ's Ensure being approved. It is a "yes" or "no" check on the damn box. "Yes" he can have his chocolate Ensure for the month or "no" way, Jose. If you were on hold for more than 5 minutes, it is your own damn fault. If you listen to the message that interrupts "Brick House", you will hear an option for leaving a voice mail. Leave it! I check it allllll the time.
Now I realize not everyone is perfect like me, but I really wish they were. Sigh.
OK enough bitching. Night!