Some people have no business working retail
I seriously wanted to hit the clerk at the pharmacy today.
It didn't help that I was already in a pissy mood. I missed most of Monday due to the fucked up interview. I worked yesterday, but my allergies are in overtime, so I took Sudafed all day to try to dry up. Only problem with Sudafed . . . it's like legalized speed for me. I swear, I was awake until after 1:00 this morning. Then, at 3:30, Munchkin crawled into bed whining about her ear. I gave her Children's Benedryl and Children's Motrin, and told her to shut up and let me sleep (well, maybe I was a little nicer - but my head was screaming that). Woke up at 7:00, and Munchkin was still sleeping, so I got ready for work, and left instructions with Kidlet (who's been watching Munchkin during Spring Break) to call me if Munchkin gets any worse. Took the hour drive into work, and was at my office for about 20 minutes when Kidlet called. I could hear Munchkin just crying her eyes out. Great. So, I made a doc appt, and sent an e-mail to my boss letting her know that I was leaving for the day, and made the hour-long trek home. Got to the doc, and both her ears are infected. This is the same child who's basically been sick since January, with EVERYTHING that's come down the pike. I don't think I've worked a full week since last year. Anyway, I get the prescription, and get over to our local pharmacy.
First, let me say that I love this pharmacy. It's a small town pharmacy. Normally, our wait time is about 20 minutes. They carry everything. It's great.
Today, with everything that's been going on, I just wanted to lose it. I walked in, and there was a cashier, and a lady being waited on by that cashier. They were chatting. I stood in line behind the customer and waited to turn my prescription in. The pharmacist saw me, and walked around the cashier and the customer, and took the script, and went in back to fill it. I wander the aisles waiting for the meds. Meanwhile, the cashier and the customer are still talking. Loudly. About breeding horses. Whatever. A few more customers come in. I go over to the waiting area and watch what's happening. The cashier and the customer are still talking. And that cashier must be deaf, because I swear to God her voice could carry through about a dozen walls, she's so loud. And people are waiting. This woman doesn't even acknowledge them. She just keeps talking.
Another cashier, who I'm assuming is on her lunch break (since she was in back eating and it's around noon), puts down her food, and waits on the customers who've lined up (there were about three or four in line by this time). And the original cashier was STILL TALKING. About horses! Didn't even say anything to any of the people who've been waiting for at least 5 minutes for her to shut the fuck up and get their medicine so they can get on with their lives.
After the lunch break cashier had finished waiting on all the people in line, I walked up to her, and told her I thought that she did a wonderful thing, putting down her food and helping those people who were waiting in line while SOME PEOPLE WHO MUST BE IN LOVE WITH THE SOUND OF THEIR OWN VOICE completely ignored them. And yes, I said it loud enough to be heard, but I still doubt that woman heard me, even though she was about 2 feet from me.
We were there for about 20 minutes. She talked for about 17 minutes of that 20 minute stay to the same woman, on the same subject, very loudly, while completely ignoring everyone else there.
I have never wanted to slap a complete stranger so badly.
It didn't help that I was already in a pissy mood. I missed most of Monday due to the fucked up interview. I worked yesterday, but my allergies are in overtime, so I took Sudafed all day to try to dry up. Only problem with Sudafed . . . it's like legalized speed for me. I swear, I was awake until after 1:00 this morning. Then, at 3:30, Munchkin crawled into bed whining about her ear. I gave her Children's Benedryl and Children's Motrin, and told her to shut up and let me sleep (well, maybe I was a little nicer - but my head was screaming that). Woke up at 7:00, and Munchkin was still sleeping, so I got ready for work, and left instructions with Kidlet (who's been watching Munchkin during Spring Break) to call me if Munchkin gets any worse. Took the hour drive into work, and was at my office for about 20 minutes when Kidlet called. I could hear Munchkin just crying her eyes out. Great. So, I made a doc appt, and sent an e-mail to my boss letting her know that I was leaving for the day, and made the hour-long trek home. Got to the doc, and both her ears are infected. This is the same child who's basically been sick since January, with EVERYTHING that's come down the pike. I don't think I've worked a full week since last year. Anyway, I get the prescription, and get over to our local pharmacy.
First, let me say that I love this pharmacy. It's a small town pharmacy. Normally, our wait time is about 20 minutes. They carry everything. It's great.
Today, with everything that's been going on, I just wanted to lose it. I walked in, and there was a cashier, and a lady being waited on by that cashier. They were chatting. I stood in line behind the customer and waited to turn my prescription in. The pharmacist saw me, and walked around the cashier and the customer, and took the script, and went in back to fill it. I wander the aisles waiting for the meds. Meanwhile, the cashier and the customer are still talking. Loudly. About breeding horses. Whatever. A few more customers come in. I go over to the waiting area and watch what's happening. The cashier and the customer are still talking. And that cashier must be deaf, because I swear to God her voice could carry through about a dozen walls, she's so loud. And people are waiting. This woman doesn't even acknowledge them. She just keeps talking.
Another cashier, who I'm assuming is on her lunch break (since she was in back eating and it's around noon), puts down her food, and waits on the customers who've lined up (there were about three or four in line by this time). And the original cashier was STILL TALKING. About horses! Didn't even say anything to any of the people who've been waiting for at least 5 minutes for her to shut the fuck up and get their medicine so they can get on with their lives.
After the lunch break cashier had finished waiting on all the people in line, I walked up to her, and told her I thought that she did a wonderful thing, putting down her food and helping those people who were waiting in line while SOME PEOPLE WHO MUST BE IN LOVE WITH THE SOUND OF THEIR OWN VOICE completely ignored them. And yes, I said it loud enough to be heard, but I still doubt that woman heard me, even though she was about 2 feet from me.
We were there for about 20 minutes. She talked for about 17 minutes of that 20 minute stay to the same woman, on the same subject, very loudly, while completely ignoring everyone else there.
I have never wanted to slap a complete stranger so badly.
posted by Callie | 3/26/2008 01:04:00 PM
4 Comments:
Go back next week and I'll bet she doesn't work there anymore. I hear she got hired to fill out pivotal tables at the local government office....Sorry I couldn't resist.
Slap her. You have no idea how liberating it is to hit a complete stranger in the face. I know. I do it at least every other week. Although, I probably won't ever get arrested for it, since the offense occurs during hockey games. You, on the other hand, probably have to be more careful in choosing when and where to have violent outbursts.
She's proiabbly married to the owner.
Send nasty letter to store manager complaining.
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