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  • Looking For A Needle In A Haystack Of Stupid

    | Beaverteron, OR, USA | Crazy Requests, Employees, Extra Stupid, Health & Body

    (I’m in the pharmacy picking up my prescription for insulin.)

    Pharmacy Tech: “We are currently out of the insulin pens, so we’ve substituted a bottle of insulin that you can use until we get the pens back in stock in a few days.”

    Me: “That’s fine, but I don’t have any syringes at home any more so I’ll need to buy some.”

    Pharmacy Tech: “You’ll need to get a doctor to send us a prescription for the syringes.”

    Me: “So, you are saying you don’t have the insulin pens. So you are giving me a bottle of insulin, but you won’t give me the syringes to use them?”

    Pharmacy Tech: “We can’t give you syringes without a doctor’s prescription.”

    Me: “Can I please talk to the pharmacist?”

    Pharmacy Tech: “She’s very busy right now, and she’s going to tell you the same thing.”

    Me: “I will wait.”

    (The pharmacy tech huffs, and I go sit down in the waiting area. About 10 minutes later, after I’ve seen the pharmacist give several consultations, I walk up to the consultation window.)

    Pharmacist: *very pleasantly* “Hi. Do you need a consultation?”

    Me: “Actually, the lady at the register said that you were substituting a bottle of insulin instead of the pens because you are out.”

    Pharmacist: “Oh, you need to know how to use the syringes?”

    Me: “No, I know how to do that, but I don’t have any syringes.”

    Pharmacist: “Oh, no problem. We’ll give you some since we are out of the pens.”

    Me: “The lady at the register is refusing to give them to me without a prescription.”

    (The pharmacist looks towards the registers and glares.)

    Pharmacist: “She’s been doing that all day. I don’t know why I have to keep explaining it to her. At least she goes home in half an hour.”

    (The pharmacist rang me up and I was on my way with syringes. I never saw the pharmacy tech there again.)

    On A Stool’s Errand

    | WA, USA | Coworkers, Health & Body

    (I am working in a public health clinic pharmacy. A worker from another department walks in the door and drops a baggie on the counter.)

    Worker: “Hi. Here’s the stool sample you wanted.”

    Me: *attempting to hide my intense feelings of alarm* “Um, this is the pharmacy. I think you want the lab. It’s across the hall.”

    Worker: *snatches bag off counter* “Okay.”

    (The woman left. I immediately began frantically sanitizing the counter.)

    Not A Hire Level Of Professionalism

    | Frankfurt/Main, Germany | Bad Behavior, Bizarre/Silly, Coworkers, Job Seekers

    (I get a call on the first of April, one day after a job interview.)

    Caller: “HEY! HEY! Guess what!”

    Me: “Who is this?”

    Caller: “It’s [Name] from [Company] from yesterday! You’re hired! All the other applicants were total f****** idiots! That’s why we want you!”

    Me: “Uhm, thanks? That’s—”

    Caller: “You know what I did? Do you want to hear it?”

    Me: “What did you do?”

    Caller: “I called all the other applicants and told them they’re hired! And when they got all excited I screamed ‘April Fools!’ Haha, I would have loved to see their faces. The first guy told me he’d sue me! Isn’t that funny?”

    Me: “So… is this a joke? Or am I hired?”

    Caller: “You’re actually hired. As I said, all the others were total f****** idiots! Welcome to [Company]!”

    (I’m not sure if I’m going to take this job…)

    Your Ears Must Deceive You

    | WA, Australia | Employees, Health & Body, Lazy/Unhelpful

    (It’s eight in the morning on a Saturday, at a very small shop that’s located by a big shopping centre. There’s literally nobody in the car park or in the shops of this place. The only people in the area are the pharmacist and the cashier.)

    Me: “Could I get my ears pierced, please?”

    Pharmacist: “Sorry. We’re too busy on weekends to pierce ears.”

    (There’s a moment of awkward silence as I look around the empty, silent shop.)

    Me: “You’re too busy?”

    Pharmacist: “Yes. We only pierce ears on weekdays because weekends are too busy.”

    (I’m lost for words for a moment, as I stand alone in the customer area where not even all the aisles have their lighting on.)

    Me: “Could you make an exception?”

    Pharmacist: “What if ten people with prescriptions were to suddenly arrive? Then what would we do? There’s only two of us behind the counter.”

    (I end up leaving pretty soon after without getting anything, as the pharmacist continued to insist that ten people with prescriptions would materialise from the empty car-park.)

    Intelligence Is Not The Flavor Of The Month

    | South Yorkshire, England, UK | Bizarre/Silly, Employees, Health & Body, Ignoring/Inattentive, Money, Theme Of The Month

    (In the UK, you get your prescriptions for free if you’re age 16, 17, or 18, and in full-time education, which I am. Your age in years and months is written on your collection form. Mine reads 16 years and 9 months.)

    Me: “Hello. I need to pick up a prescription. Could you show me what I need to sign?”

    Pharmacist: *glances at the form* “Are you working?”

    Me: “No.”

    Pharmacist: “Are you in full-time education?”

    Me: “Yes.”

    Pharmacist: “Are any of these applicable?”

    (The pharmacist points to war veterans benefits and low income benefits, as well as two others that definitely don’t apply.)

    Me: “Uh. No.”

    Pharmacist: “Well, I’m afraid you’re going to have to pay for this medicine. It’ll be £7.88.”

    Me: “What? It’s always been free in the past! I haven’t got any money on me.”

    Pharmacist: “It’s £7.88, I’m afraid. If you want, I can hold it for you and you can pick it up later when you’ve got some money. We close at 5:45.”

    Me: “Alright, I guess I could do that. I’ve never had to pay before. Are you sure that’s right?”

    Pharmacist: “Have you? You should’ve been charged. Anyway, you have to pay now.”

    (I leave, knowing I won’t be able to return home and back in time. I call my dad and ask him to collect it for me. He does so and gets it to me when he gets home from work.)

    Dad: “Want to know why they wouldn’t give it to you?”

    Me: “Why?”

    Dad: “The other pharmacist was serving me. She read over your prescription and asked the woman who’d served you why she’d charged you, as your prescription form clearly said you’re 16. She looked mortified. Turns out, she’d misread the ’9′ in your 9 months as ’19′!”

    (Good to know these are the people handling our medicine!)

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