I was waiting in line at the pharmacy drop-off counter behind a man in his late 60s-early 70s. Does his age really matter? I dunno, whatever. Listen in ......
DD - the man
PT - pharmacy tech on other side of counter
DD: [hands PT paper prescription]
PT: [at computer] Sir, have you filled prescriptions here at XYZ Pharmacy before?
DD: Not here but I been to the one in Doltsville.
PT: OK, then you're probably in our system. May I have your name?
DD: Donald Dolt.
PT: [checking database] .... I'm sorry, Sir, but I don't have you here.
DD: I haven't been here before.
PT: Yes, but you said you'd been to our Doltsville store?
DD: That was Mary.
PT: I'm sorry, I beg your pardon?
DD: Mary. My wife.
PT: Oh, OK. But this prescription is for YOU, so we need to have YOU in our system.
DD: But we're married.
PT: Uhhhh, Sir, we treat each person as an individual, so I need to enter YOU in.
DD: You can't do this under Mary?
PT: No, Sir, it has to be YOU.
DD: [disbelieving] hhhmmmpphh [grudgingly gives needed info]
PT: Do you have your insurance card?
DD: Yeah, but I'll pay cash. [??? why?]
PT: It'll be $14.00.
DD: [taking bills out of wallet]
PT: Sir, you can pay when the prescription is filled.
DD: When's that gonna be?
PT: In about 20 minutes.
DD: You can't give it to me right now?
PT: No, I'm sorry, Sir.
DD: [disgusted] I gotta wait?
PT: We have chairs right over there, if you'd like to have a seat.
DD: [heaves momentous sigh; lumbers over to waiting area]
OMG! I do not think I would last one day as a pharmacy tech who has to deal with people like this. (And I'm sure there are worse types.)
Sending supportive vibes to all pharmacy workers,
R.A.
DD - the man
PT - pharmacy tech on other side of counter
DD: [hands PT paper prescription]
PT: [at computer] Sir, have you filled prescriptions here at XYZ Pharmacy before?
DD: Not here but I been to the one in Doltsville.
PT: OK, then you're probably in our system. May I have your name?
DD: Donald Dolt.
PT: [checking database] .... I'm sorry, Sir, but I don't have you here.
DD: I haven't been here before.
PT: Yes, but you said you'd been to our Doltsville store?
DD: That was Mary.
PT: I'm sorry, I beg your pardon?
DD: Mary. My wife.
PT: Oh, OK. But this prescription is for YOU, so we need to have YOU in our system.
DD: But we're married.
PT: Uhhhh, Sir, we treat each person as an individual, so I need to enter YOU in.
DD: You can't do this under Mary?
PT: No, Sir, it has to be YOU.
DD: [disbelieving] hhhmmmpphh [grudgingly gives needed info]
PT: Do you have your insurance card?
DD: Yeah, but I'll pay cash. [??? why?]
PT: It'll be $14.00.
DD: [taking bills out of wallet]
PT: Sir, you can pay when the prescription is filled.
DD: When's that gonna be?
PT: In about 20 minutes.
DD: You can't give it to me right now?
PT: No, I'm sorry, Sir.
DD: [disgusted] I gotta wait?
PT: We have chairs right over there, if you'd like to have a seat.
DD: [heaves momentous sigh; lumbers over to waiting area]
OMG! I do not think I would last one day as a pharmacy tech who has to deal with people like this. (And I'm sure there are worse types.)
Sending supportive vibes to all pharmacy workers,
R.A.
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