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Walmart pharmacy and its resident pharmacist deserves a mini pitting. I have never used them before but they have better hours and are closer than my usual pharmacy so I thought what the hell, right?

My doc prescribed 10 mg of a med to start, for 14 days, then an increase to 20 mg if all goes well, then 30, etc. I made sure the clerk understood this, then waited 40 mins for the prescription to be filled. Not bad, I thought.

I pay for my meds, and in the parking lot, I thought I should have a look at it. It’s my first time on this med. I see that they gave me 20 mg for 7 days, not 10 mg for 14 AS THE PRESCRIPTION CLEARLY STATED.

So I go back and ask why the substitution. And, why didn’t they inform me? (My other pharmacy always tells me if they have to make a sub) The clerk shrugs and says, it’s ok. We do this, she says, it saves people money. I say, my doctor has prescribed 10 mg for 14 days. I don’t want to split pills. Are you saying you don’t have any 10 mg pills? The clerk shrugs again, yeah, she says, we do.

So I ask for a do over.

While I wait (and I asked for a rush on it since they fucked up) the actual pharmacist starts complaining loudly about me, using my name multiple times, and it’s my name in full. He is very sarcastic, saying ‘I guess she doesn’t want to save money?’ And whining how he has to undo all the good work he did, just to ‘make her happy’

When I can get his attention, as calmly as I can, I tell him that I didn’t want the 20 mg dose and it was important I get the right dose of 10 mg, and they should have informed me before subbing the higher dose.

To my amazement, he says, ‘well you could have asked.’

Like, I’m psychic? This makes no sense. I am supposed to ask whether they will follow the prescription or start riffing on it?

I then tell him that I heard him say my full name several times, and I didn’t think that was professional behaviour on his part.

He sneered at me, saying, ‘at least I didn’t say what medication you were taking’

Whereupon he threw my new meds at the cashier and walked away.

Total price difference between 10 mg and 20?

Thirty five cents.

Fuck you Walmart pharmacy

I would complain to higher-ups about that. Aside from the clear privacy violation, there’s also the danger of dispensing the* wrong fucking dosage from what’s written on the prescription*. Where did this guy get his pharmacy degree, from the back of a cereal box?

Yeah, I’m wending my way thru the Walmart bureaucracy to complain about this incident. If I get a result before this thread turns zombie, I’ll post an update.

I didn’t click on the link. Just your description was enough to make me run away crying.

There are times when I wonder how my life would have been with kids, then I read something like this and remember how lucky I am.

I did the same thing. Its too bad people can’t take some sort of rational thinking test before they go online.

I try to always watch my language. I go to family oriented biker events and cringe when I hear people dropping the F-bomb all over.

This is such good news, its hard to type with everything crossed.

My rant seems so mini…but I’m going to do it anyhow. My phone died, so I got a new one. I spent hours and days and months (well, maybe only 20 minutes or so, but drama is important) setting it up. Hurray, I have internet while I’m staying in a travel trailer in BFOklahoma.

Except for the part that there are no towers in BFO because its BFO.

This made me blink a couple of times. :smiley:

Well, I can’t cross the one inside, it’s kind of hard to reach…

The anticipation of my bunionectomy Pain is making me anxious.

Fuck you to the cunt yesterday who drove around heavy traffic down the right turn lane and cut me off in the intersection to get back in. If I could afford the added insurance premiums and time suck, I would have just hit you, because there should be consequences for being an asshole.

Just remember that of the entire internet full of crazy websites, only whale.to has an internet law where citing it means you lose.

According to Target, there is a manufacturing shortage of Wellbutrin. So I’m out and they can’t get me any. They told me to shop around, but I am out of the drug that gives me the motivation to do stuff like that.

Blar!

I got confirmation yesterday that one of my coworkers has breast cancer. :mad::frowning:

Note to self: do not store exercise equipment where you can easily trip over it and sprain your ankle so badly you need crutches, an air cast and pain meds every hour. The Irony Fairy is laughing at me right now.

Another driving rant:

I was caught up in peak hour traffic on Friday night, in Melbourne, with a game of footy playing at the MCG (sports stadium). Realising the folly of being on Punt Road at that time with the prospect of taking an hour or more to travel a couple of kilometres, I took a detour down another major arterial. Traffic was thick, but moving nicely, until…

We have these things called Clearways during peak hours, and it means you’re not allowed to park there. Parking your car on a clearway fucks everybody over. It holds up traffic for hundreds of metres as two lanes try to merge into one JUST TO GET PAST YOUR FUCKING CAR.

I had a fantasy at the time of roving bands of ‘demolition derby’ type cars, patrolling all the clearways of Melbourne just ramming offending vehicles out of the way! No nice polite tow-trucks, something mean and already bashed in that doesn’t give a fuck if it bashes your car too. Shiny new BMW with vanity plates? “Oh, sorry man…sucks to be you doesn’t it”?

:cool:

I’m sorry. I laughed.

When I tell you “someone in your family who lives in your house is seriously considering suicide… I thought you should know” the correct answer is most empatically not “why did you think I should know?” I have never felt more disgust and contempt for a person in my entire life. I sincerely hope I just misunderstood what she was saying, but somehow I don’t think so. Oh my fucking god.

I’m sure your mom loves you really.

Why aren’t you just saying (to the person in question, not to us) who in particular is seriously considering suicide? If my family were still living under one roof I would consider that an extremely peculiar statement.

Oh, I told them

Wishing you the best, MissTake!!

Now, a giant fuck you to the bed bugs I picked up somewhere, resulting in me having to “sleep” in a kids’ twin platform bed about as comfortable as the rack. Can’t replace the bed for another two weeks, after the (hopefully) last treatment. Oh, and I work at home – where my bedroom doubles as my office – so I have to go out to various locations every day to accomplish anything.

Oh, and fuck spring fever too.

Happy Birthday, Avarie. Mine was the first as well. It was a fine day for me, except the train conductor who told me I was the rudest customer he’d had all day, and came back specifically to tell me I was a terrible person who made everybody around me miserable. Then came back to tell me that I didn’t know anything about what was important and that I was wasting my life.

This isn’t a rant, by the way. It was just so absurd that I wanted to share.

If you’re wondering what precipitated this, well, they have this new system where you can get an electronic ticket on your phone. I had neglected to “activate” it before I got on the train, and couldn’t get reception to do so in the tunnel. So he laid into me about what a big deal this was and “imagine if all 300 people on this train DID WHAT YOU DID!” And kept on about it instead of just telling me that I should have activated it before I got on the train and coming back to check the ticket after we got out of the tunnel. (I’ve seen other conductors do this for misplaced tickets any number of times, so it’s not a big deal) So I apologized profusely and dramatically. He did not like that. I usually don’t bother to even respond to rude workers, but he was so silly and over-the-top that I kind of thought he was joking and that I would play along. Apparently not. I just ignored him when he came back over and over.

I didn’t submit a report on the incident. I figured that he had much bigger problems than I do if he was acting that way, and it would be a kindness to just let it be.

I’m just flabbergasted by that whole story. Yay for my pharmacy, who makes sure to tell me AND mark the bottle even for something minor like if the pills look a little different than they did last month.