Stopped at a pharmacy today to pick up a prescription for Lisa. Went to the drive-up which is nice and the order was pre-filled so it was only a 10 minute ordeal, a rare event indeed. From the drive-up window I could see the customers inside their faces grim, their eyes glazed over in the blank stare of the tormented. Some faces were fixed with a forced smile trying to hide the impulse to kill something, one had a very visible twitch that gave away the stress building up inside. I understood very well what was going on in there. Pharmacies are a cruel joke and another example of inept and insane business practice.
The concept is so simple it begs a quick painless transaction. You hand said white smocked person a little note that says your physician says to give you medicine. If you are in extreme pain this will be for 5 pain killers weaker than asprin. This should take all of about 2 minutes. Count 'em out ring 'em up. No, they look at you and say something like 'it's going to be 45 minutes'. What? Why? No, No No. There are five of you milling around back there and just me standing here - take care of it now. But instead it goes onto some weird ass waiting list and if you are actually sick at the time and waiting for it this does not seem right. But then it is part of our medical system so don't expect anybody to give a shit.
My advice, buy your drugs online from India, fill out a simple questionnaire that is reviewed by Dr. Hapu or his assistant helper monkey and in 10 days or less it will show up in your mailbox. Can't be worse. (don't ask me how I know this)
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