Back In My Day, Pills Fell Like Mana From The Heavens
EDITORS' CHOICE, HEALTH & BODY, IMPOSSIBLE DEMANDS, PHARMACY | RIGHT | MARCH 13, 2008
(I was cashiering the closing shift on a Sunday night. The pharmacy closes earlier than the rest of the store on weekends. A customer comes in at 9:30 pm.)
Customer: “Oh sh*t! The pharmacy is closed?!”
Me: “Yes, they close at 6 pm on weekends. They will open again at 8 am tomorrow morning.”
Customer: “But I need a prescription filled.”
Me: “I’m sorry, sir, but the pharmacist will not be here until 8 am tomorrow morning.”
Customer: “Can’t you do it?”
Me: “No…”
Customer: “Why not?!”
Me: “I’m not a pharmacist.”
Customer: “Don’t be a smart a**!”
Me: “I’m sorry, sir. Only a pharmacist can fill your prescription.”
Customer: “What is this world coming to?!” *storms out*
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