The world is against me today, goddamn.
For future pharmacists: when I call in a prescription days early, I expect it to be done by the time I need it. Do not make me drive halfway across town and through the ghetto just to tell me that “Oh damn sorry, it actually won’t be ready until Tuesday at 4.” Are you kidding me. I called it in early so that this exact situation wouldn’t occur. Tuesday at 4 I’m going to be ass deep in hormones, cramps and blood thanks to you. Maybe this is all just my fault for trying to get my drugs from a Walmart in the slums.
