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[Nov. 4th, 2009|10:41 pm] |
Today while listlessly waiting for my coffee this morning I heard a toddler yell 'MUMMY, IS IT OK IF YOU TOUCH YOUR OWN BOOBIES?'
That was in the morning and I still give a random chuckle every now and then. |
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[Oct. 20th, 2009|06:52 pm] |
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So today I answer the phone.
me: Good afternoon Pulse Pharmacy Riversdale Rd, this is Zan.
lady: Hello this is *name* I'd like to make an appointment with your podiatrist. Can I have her on...the 23rd?
me: I'm sorry but I think you've called the wrong number, our podiatrist is male.
lady: oh well, can you transfer me to where I need to be?
me:...I don't know where you were supposed to call
lady: Feet First
me: I'm sorry I don't know their number. Maybe you could look it up in the yellow pages?
lady: Did I call 9882 1292?
me: yes that's correct
lady: so it's correct?
me: No, I mean, 9882 1292 is our number, but we're not Feet First.
lady: So where have I called?
me: Pulse Pharmacy Riversdale Rd
lady: But I want Feet First
me: We're not Feet First. We are a pharmacy.
lady: But I have here, 9882 1292 as Feet First
me: Well, that's our number-
lady: So you're Feet First!
me: -but we're a pharmacy, not Feet First.
lady: So how do I contact them?
me: You could probably look them up in the yellow pages.
lady: I don't have...what's the colour of that book...I have a book that's called Podiatrists in Booroondara, but the pages are pink
me: ... you can still look it up in there ok? Bye now.
It's not like I'm lying to you about not being Feet First. Seriously, unless my whole year has been a lie, I'm pretty fucking sure I work in a pharmacy and I know where I am. I know you called that number because I'm talking to you. Right now. But it's wrong. Just let it go. |
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[Oct. 8th, 2009|07:46 pm] |
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Why did no one inform me that David Bowie was going to be at the Big Day Out? Seriously? SERIOUSLY? You assholes suck! |
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[Oct. 6th, 2009|10:24 pm] |
FRIENDS. Today at the pharmacy, we had a guy dressed like, I dunno, like one of the three wise men come in. He had a staff with a crystal in it, bells on is staff, a turban, robes, some shit whatever. IT WAS AWESOME.
If Jesus is on his way back in, you heard it here first.
(he bought dye) |
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[Sep. 27th, 2009|07:12 pm] |
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It has been raining for four days straight this is so amazing continue to rain like this yay! |
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[Sep. 23rd, 2009|11:29 pm] |
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Just reading all the wank associated with getting medical aid for everyone in America, not just for the ones who can afford health insurance. I can honestly say, cross my heart and hope to die, that I cannot understand anyone's reasons for not wanting to provide medicare for everyone. I just, it boggles my mind, why you would let someone suffer because they can't afford medical insurance, because of course insurance companies aren't fucktards or anything, and for serious they won't fuck you over just because they can.
Even if you think of it in terms of money, YOU ARE ALREADY PAYING FOR THEIR HOSPITAL ADMISSIONS. Which, as you might not know, but will know now because I am going to tell you, costs more than allowing them one consultation with a GP, who will put them on some medication, their disease does not progress, they do not go to hospital. Putting someone on cholesterol tablets is sure as hell a lot cheaper than giving them a fucking bypass.
Everyone deserves health care. Everyone. It does not matter if you are rich, poor, were born with a congenital defect, have a chronic disease or have reached your fucking disease state because of poor lifestyle choices (I'm looking at you, people who abuse NSAIDs combined with codeine). I will happily pay my taxes and see a portion of my sweat, blood and anger go towards subsidising your medication. If you try to cheat the system, well, karma will see to that.
I know I bitch and moan a lot about how much I hate patients and pharmacy and everyone in general, but when it comes down to it, everyone deserves medication, even if they also deserve to be hit by a bus. And punched in the face. And set on fire.
As if sit on your mountain of money and say that they should've gotten health insurance. Understand that people are not as well off as you are and it is your duty to help the less fortunate, in any small way you can.
And another thing! Because antibiotics are so expensive, people in America aren't finishing their courses, so we were seeing more antibiotic resistance springing up. THANKS FOR RUINING IT FOR US YOU ASSHOLES. CLAP FUCKING CLAP. |
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[Sep. 23rd, 2009|11:26 pm] |
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If you walk in with a rat tail and ask for sudafed, I will not sell it to you. |
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[Sep. 21st, 2009|07:09 pm] |
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I have been angry-facing everyone all day. D:< like that. I want to set my pharmacy on fire. Yesterday I was bitching about how very much pharmacy drains my life and I hate it. My brother gave me an actual 20 minute lecture on how I should tough it out, but if I really hate it, I'm still young enough to change courses. But I should still really tough it out because nothing comes easy. His speech didn't work because I still hate pharmacy. I hate it even more now because I had to sit through a lecture from my brother. For 20 minutes! Possibly longer!
It's not the hard work that concerns me. I will do the hard yards if the pay off is appropriate, but in pharmacy it is not. Shit pay, shit customers, shit hours. I am mostly just bitter because my preceptor is away and I'm left doing most of her shit. I am not cut out for this yet and I hate picking up other pharmacists' slack. Ancillary labels! Labels upside down! Dosettes done wrong! Dosettes not done at all! I am not meant to be doing this stuff!
Tell me a happy story. |
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[Sep. 17th, 2009|12:16 am] |
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Today I found out that lavender oil and tea tree oil can cause gynacomastia. That's right friends, it can cause man boobs. The theory being that it may also cause bigger boobs in females. The only trouble is that you end up smelling like a grannie. We spent a good 5 minutes debating whether or not it was worth a cup size to smell like a grannie trying to cover up the fact that she's incontinent and smells like wee. |
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[Sep. 11th, 2009|08:24 pm] |
I said the words 'vaginal dryness' during dinner with my parents tonight. Not mine, obviously, but during menopause. I just...I didn't really realise I was saying it until it came out of my mouth. This is like the time I told my best friend's mum that her bed should only be used for sleeping and sex. The internal screaming in my head seconds after I said it.
My life. Seriously. |
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[Sep. 2nd, 2009|07:11 pm] |
Full fucking moon. Goddamn, it makes people fucking crazy. I never used to believe it, thinking it was some weird ass hippie bullshit, but it's actually true. So angry today, can't be around anyone because I'll just reflexively punch them in the face just for breathing near me.
Today we had a dude come in pseudoephedrine shopping (for those of you who don't know, pseudoephedrine can be converted into speed and the sale of pseudoephidrine containing products is restricted in Victoria. Most people are legit and use it to dry up snotty noses, but the few ruin the fun for the many). He was naming all the brands that contain pseudoephedrine (clarinase, telfast yellow and demazin) and when I said we didn't have any, he was like 'oh no I just want to look at the box' and I'm like '...we don't have any to show you.' Anyway, I got fed up after awhile and was like 'we don't keep any pseudoephedrine containing products, but we order it in for patients who have a script. Do you have a script?' and he was like 'oh no, but I was told that demazine would dry up my nose. What's pseudoephedrine?' Bitch please.
If you come in shopping for that shit, and know you've been caught, just walk away. Don't pretend you don't know what the fuck it is. It is disrespectful to me and insults my intelligence. I respect your right to lie to me but you need to respect the fact that I know you're a liar. |
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[Aug. 30th, 2009|11:06 pm] |
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I need to remind myself that watching anime is depressing. Just finished watching Princess Mononoke and I just, it is unsatisfying. Like, ok, the town vowes to rebuild and live in harmony with the forest but dude, you just killed a Deer God, you guys are pretty much fucked for life. Also Ashitaka is supposed to go home and lead his people, not hang around in a village where really scary apes live so he can be close to his girlfriend who hates humans.
Howl's moving castle and spirited away were better at not making me sad. Boo.
Anyway, had an afternoon nap before because I was so tired. Couldn't even stay awake long enough to watch Life in Cold Blood. Tired still now though. Wonder what's up with that. |
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[Aug. 17th, 2009|10:31 pm] |
1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I will respond (eventually) by asking you five questions.
3. You post the answers & questions on your journal.
4. You include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else.
5. Add meme perpetuation line, etc.
( My answers ) |
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[Aug. 16th, 2009|09:48 pm] |
Waiting around for an exam is the worst thing ever. I'm sitting around sort of listlessly flipping through my notes and constantly bitching in my head about how utterly unnecessary this whole thing is.
Well whatever, hopefully the second last exam of my entire life. |
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[Aug. 12th, 2009|11:55 pm] |
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What the shit is it possum mating season or something? I have some sort of creature panting and yowling outside my window argh rage. |
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[Aug. 7th, 2009|08:57 pm] |
P.S.
When trying to forge a quantity of 30 valium tablets for a daily pick up from the original script of 3 tablets for a daily pickup, with a total amount of 50 tablets, please try to use the same pen. And please try to make the forgery make sense. 30 a day from a total of 50? Come on now.
P.P.S.
If you keep giving in to your children, of course they are going to be giant brats. I have very little sympathy for you. Maybe if you slap your child when they swear and scream at you, they'd learn that such behaviour is not appropriate. Having your 16 year old daughter throw a tantrum in our store and threaten to kill herself is both her fault and yours. Being a parent is hard because you have to be tough on your kids.
In conclusion, I should have the power to punch people in the face and not get into trouble for it. |
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[Aug. 7th, 2009|08:52 pm] |
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Legally, I wish I was able to punch people in the face for being useless wankers. There should only be punishment for people who are assholes, not pandering to their ridiculous needs. |
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[Jul. 22nd, 2009|07:08 pm] |
You know how when you hear about people beating up little old ladies and you think 'Oh, how heartless, how cruel! How could someone do such a thing?' I know why someone would do such a thing and what's more, that person would be me.
I hate old ladies. I hate how they drain my life. I hate how today I had to do first aid on one who'd fallen over and I got her blood all over me and she didn't even thank me after I'd taken her to the doctor, sat with her and held bandages to her bleeding chin (she's on plavix for those of you who care, so this bitch wouldn't stop bleeding) and arranged for a doctor to see her. Then I had to call her RESPIRATORY SPECIALIST because she didn't want to go to hospital even after the GP was like 'even if I stitch you up, you're not going to stop bleeding.' And she was like 'oh call me specialist, he'll arrange for me to see a plastic surgeon.' Er bitch, no he's not because he's a respiratory specialist and you need to fucking to to Accident and Emergency, not a plastic surgeon. So I had to call her specialist to get him to convince her to go to a hospital. And then she was like, 'oh, I don't want to go to a public hospital' Then I had to call an ambulance for her. And she was like 'oh tell the ambulance that they're expecting me at the Epworth Private sector.' BITCH I HOPE YOU BLEED OUT.
She thanked the dude who helped her on the street and promised him lunch and then, as an afterthought, turned to me and was like 'oh, and thank you too.' Whatever bitch, I'd rather you said nothing at all than token thanked me for it. Now I have old bitch blood on me. I swear to God that if she has hepatitis or some shit I will track her down and make sure that she bleeds out properly.
God I hate people. So many people today who just tested my patience today. YES VALTREX IS ON SCRIPT. YES, DOCTORS CAN GIVE OUT SAMPLE PACKS. BUT WE HAVE TO HAVE A SCRIPT. NO I CAN'T GIVE YOU ANY BECAUSE, WOW, DIDN'T I JUST SAY THAT YOU NEEDED A SCRIPT? YOU NEED A FUCKING SCRIPT.
YES I CAN MATCH CHEMIST WAREHOUSE PRICES. YES I HAVE DONE THAT FOR YOU. NO IT'S NOT THE WRONG PRICE BECAUSE I CHECKED IT ONLINE. NO I DON'T CARE THAT YOU'LL GO THERE NEXT TIME. IN FACT, I HOPE YOU DO.
THIS IS THE LAST TIME I'M EXCHANGING A PRODUCT FOR YOU. YOU'VE BEEN IN HERE TWICE ALREADY TO EXCHANGE SOMETHING BECAUSE IT'S NOT RIGHT. YES THAT CONDOM VIBRATES. NO YOU CAN'T HAVE IT FOR THE SAME PRICE AS THE NORMAL CONDOMS. BECAUSE IT'S NOT A NORMAL CONDOM. IT VIBRATES. WELL, THEN GET THE NORMAL CONDOM.
NO PHARMACISTS ARE NOT DOCTORS. THEY ARE PHARMACISTS.
NO YOU DON'T HAVE A VALID CONCESSION CARD. I JUST CHECKED WITH MEDICARE. IT'S SOMETHING YOU'LL HAVE TO SORT OUT WITH CENTRELINK. NO I CAN'T GIVE IT TO YOU FOR CONCESSION PRICE BECAUSE YOU. DO. NOT. HAVE. A. VALID. CONCESSION. CARD. |
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[Jul. 19th, 2009|08:43 pm] |
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I am too socially awkward to be a pharmacist. |
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[Jul. 12th, 2009|04:19 pm] |
Bitches, an announcement.
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) thawrecka and I are going to see Marilyn Manson, half shits and giggles, and half because, well, Marilyn Manson. He was like the soundtrack to my highschool life. Exaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaams are going to kill me. |
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