A bit testy today. I’m harboring some anger towards my pharmacy today for their past attitude and their lack of help at all with my issue getting my medicine. I was short with them on the phone today, and I think the lady realized that, but didn’t know why. I called to have my prescription transferred back over to my pharmacy. I won’t reiterate the whole thing – but basically, they didn’t have it in stock and I used a pharmacy in another town. Getting transferred back has been a real pain in the butt and trying to ensure I don’t, or with minimum days, go without medicine. Assuming they do what, they’re supposed to. I think I have circumvented the problem. Once they transfer it over, they won’t have it in stock (I’m sure), but it’s not a weekend, and it’s not urgent regardless. Therefore, at least it’s in the hands of someone who can take care of it, and they can get it ordered and in before I run out of meds. I am just hoping there aren’t any hiccups with this, because I WILL have a hard time staying calm. My pharmacy has already shown its butt in this scenario—because they don’t care. Their policies are a bit odd on stuff too. I really do try not to attack people on a personal level, but both pharmacists I’ve seen at my pharmacy have attitudes and personalities that make it very hard to believe they even went to pharmacy school. One literally sat and gossiped about other customers TO OTHER CUSTOMERS, wearing her side pony tail like it’s 1985 and she’s gonna go to the mall later with friends… and one, while trying to consult me on my medicine (which I didn’t ask for), read the label to me. Added nothing. LOL. I really hate being read to. I did go to public school, but I learned to read. Well enough and with enough fluency that I even went to college. Please don't waste my time reading to me. That was one of the first things I taught my students when they give presentations. KNOW your material. Do NOT read your powerpoint to them. They can read for themselves.


If I could, I would have stayed at the other pharmacy because they at least seemed compassionate and helped me figure out the solution to my issue, but I don’t wanna travel that far to get my meds.

Anyway, I’m not in a bad place mentally. These meds help, which is why I’m so up in arms about making sure there’s no issue going forward. I’m a worrier. I’m working on it. Lol

Thanks for reading.