Diabetes Meets Rabies
Pharmacy | Right | June 27, 2013
(A customer is picking up some diabetic test-strips, and I am ringing him up.)
Me: “How are you doing today, sir?”
Customer: “I’m alright; how about yourself?”
Me: “I’m doing great, thanks. Did you have any questions for the pharmacist?”
(The customer gestures at the test strips, jokingly.)
Customer: “Yeah, do I really have to poke myself for these to work?”
Me: “Yep, I’m afraid so.”
Customer: “Can’t I just poke you instead?”
Me: *laughing* “Sorry, I’m afraid it doesn’t work that way, sir.”
(The customer gestures at my multiple facial piercings.)
Customer: “You look like the type that would enjoy that, though.”
Me: “Your doctor might have a problem with that, though.”
(When a customer picks up a prescription, they’re required by law to sign, stating that they’ve received it. Our pharmacy does this through an electronic prompt. The customer looks at it.)
Customer: “What’s this?”
Me: “It’s just a way to say that you’ve gotten your prescription. That way there’s no confusion later. It’s as much for your protection as ours really.”
Customer: “Well what happens if I don’t sign it?”
Me: “Then unfortunately, we’re not allowed to give you your prescriptions.”
Customer: “WELL I GUESS I’M NOT GETTING ANYTHING TODAY!”
(The customer THROWS the electronic pen across the counter, hitting me in the face. He turns, and practically skips away. The pharmacist and I aren’t sure if he is joking, but by the end of the day he still hasn’t come back!)
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