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DAMN some pharmacy hassle.

DesignDawg

Diamond Member
Hey all,

Went to the Dr. this morning (of my LORD she was fine, too), and got a presecription for BIAXIN. It's an antibiotic. Nothing in it anyone would want except ANTIBIOTIC. So, we're not talking narcotics or anything strong or anything. I just need to get over some chest crud.
Anyway....The Dr. was in Largo, so I went to a pharmacy there (Walgreens) and then drove back here (Treaure Island, about 20 miles away). Well, I went to take my first pill, and I noticed that the bottle was kinda empty, so I counted the pills. 6 SHORT!!! WTF? So, I called the pharmacy immediately, and told them I only had 14 pills, and I needed the rest (If you don't take the full 10 days of an antibiotic, you can get MUCH MUCH sicker and possibly have to be hospitalized/die). Obviously, the situation was pretty important. Well, the pharmacist checked and IMMEDIATELY came back with a "My God. You're right!" and told me to come back, and she'd give me the rest of them. Well, I told her I was about 20 miles away, but I'm right by another Walgreens, and could I just go to that one? "Sure," she told me. "Just tell them what happened, and have them call me, and I'll inter-store the pills."
So, I came to the pharmacy over here, and this little smug beautiful being just started ARGUING with me. He wouldn't listen to what I was telling him, he wouldn't believe me, he wouldn't do ANYTHING except ARGUE with me! He started telling me, "Well, if she knew she shorted you, then she should have blah blah blah..." I told him "No. You don't get it. I got my pills, drove home, THEN realized I was short, and called her, and she said that she had, indeed shorted me, and to come over here." While I was telling him that, he was STILL arguing with me, interrupting me, telling me no, no, no she didn't... And he was like "I can't do that, because you don't have any more pills in the computer. You're not supposed to get a refill, blah blah blah she didn't short you, it says right here blah blah... I just had to put on my scary "DOn't piss me off little man, or I'm gonna raise loud hell in this place" face and tell him --OVER THE SOUND OF HIS VOICE, since he wouldn't shut the F@#$ UP-- "Call her. Call her. Will you just call her? Will you just call her? WILL YOU JUST CALL HER? WILL YOU JUST CALL HER?!?!" Finally, he stormed off, "SURE, I'll call her! It's not going to do you any good!!! Next thing I know, he's back with 6 MORE PILLS in my bottle, explaining to me why the marking are different on them (different manufacturers, same pill). So, I WAS RIGHT. HE WAS WRONG. WTF? WHY would he not just CALL HER to begin with? He did nothing but piss me off and make himself look like a f#@$ing FOOL!
So, I got my pills. --But the last thing he said (just so he could have the last word) was "Well, I still don't see how she would have double-counted them and still sign off on 20 if there were only 14" He was STILL acting like I was SCAMMING HIM!! After he had JUST BEEN TOLD by a pharmacist to give me more pills!!! DAMN that little bastard!! (And WTF is with the other person mis-counting?) I think I'll be going elsewhere whenever I'm in Florida from now on!

Ricky
DesignDawg
 
I worked at a pharmacy for awhile (Eckerd) and we had cranky ol' bastard that worked there. He was funny as hell, but gave customers some serious sh!t. I remember a time he had this woman in tears and her bf came back and wanted to beat the crap out of the pharmacist. Maybe working with pills all day makes you do that.

About the counting thing, it's kinda scary when you think about it. You're putting your life in the hands of whoever's back there. Generally pharmacists don't fill the prescriptions personally, they let others do it when it's busy. I can remember more than one time that a girl I worked with filled a script wrong and had to call a customer because of the possibility of serious harm. Besides the pharmacist, the people working there were in high school. (I was 16)

So next time you leave the pharmacy, remember that some kid with half a brain (not me, I am in possesion of a full brain) could have put who knows what in your bottle. Check the contents to the best of your ability, just to be safe.
 
I think you need to wait in the Walgreen's parking lot with your Louisville slugger until this fool gets off his shift. Walk over to him and say "remember me?". I bet you'll make him studddddddddder.
 
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