The Resurrection

Welcome one and all.
This forum is a type of therapy  for us all who are stuck in the "box" called pharmacy, when all we want to do is rep anything but box. At least here we can complain.
Yesterday a patient comes in, at the most opportune time (i was in the process of typing/filling/counselling three different patients and fielding phone calls as all three patients were standing right in front of the counter staring at me as if I were Heidi Klum or Kate Middleton) . So anyways she comes in an throws down a box of that has a picture of a lancing device and yells "you order, you order!! " in an accent that was something out of asia. I went over very calmly and said .... "what?" she insisted..."you order! you order ! give me now".
At this point in the story I would like to take a slight side bar. How many English speaking people are left in the GTA? I hate immigration, which I know is ironic. Maybe immigrants can take a couple english classes or something. Or maybe they can force them to live in nunavut or winnipeg or horseshoe or some other really white place for 2 years where they can be some forced interaction.

Anyways back to the story. I told said lady to relax, whoed her a few other options for lancing devices, everything short of a knife which she of course didn't like.... told her I'd order it and she was on her way. Turn back to the three patients waiting who start looking at their watches expecting that while I was talking to her I was at the same time typiing/filling/and checking their prescriptions.


Just as I was about to post this story someone came in and asked me if the cream they put on his stomach while doing an ultrasound can make his legs feel numb.

Done my rant. Now it someone else's turn.