Friday's kind of have their own category during a work week. The same ratio of things you dispense Saturday-Thursday are not the same as what you dispense on Friday's. Friday has, what I like to call, the fun ratio of drugs. On top of that one is blessed with sordid and hilarious tales to start the weekend.
Case in point:
We get a refill called in for a patient for Viagra. It was a female voice. Slightly unusual, but not unheard of. It was about five minutes after opening the store.
Seeing as I was still energetic for the day, I typed the number into the system as she gave to me (side note, ever notice how you don't do this kinda shit at like 4pm?). As I did that I noticed that it was out of refills, which I conveyed to her.
"Oh no," she goes, then pauses for a few seconds. "Well how long will it take for the doctor to get back to you?"
Sympathetically I replied, "It usually takes the office 3 to 4 business days to get back to us on refill authorizations."
"Oh" goes the meek little voice on the other line. A few more seconds of silence is followed by the mother of all questions. "Do you think maybe you could spot him one if the doctor doesn't get back to you today... cause it's kind of his birthday."
Almost immediately my eyes welled up and my sides started to ache. It was a struggle to keep composure as I stammered out that I'm sure we could work out something for her.
She hung up and we went about our day. We debated for a while if we should wrap it in a pretty little package in a bow or perhaps start singing Happy Birthday. She came about 4:30pm and, as expected, the refill was not back from the doc so the pharmacist spotted her a tablet. That was the end of it... or so we thought.
As I'm leaving at 6pm, I grab the latest batch of faxes to give to the pharmacist. I notice, right on top, is our guy's Viagra script. The pharmacist and I chuckled and thought how ironic that that particular medication was okay'd in just a few hours.
Then I noticed something. I looked at his birthday.
2/14/57
Today was not February 14th. Today (at that time) was June 5th. Had we been scammed? Would our delightful little story have a sad ending?
On a whim, I brought up her profile. Her birth date?
6/5/60
Well then. Turns out it was HER birthday and not his. Funny how that works, especially since she called it in. I hope she had one helluva birthday celebration.
3 comments:
Ha! Wonderful!
That is great. Happy birthday!
Too bad it wasn't Cialis, so they could have many happy returns!
So this elderly gent has a son who's a pharmacist; he asks him, "I heard about this Viagra, is it any good?" The son says, "Yeah, it does pretty much what it says it will." Dad asks "So how much is it?" Son says, "It's about ten dollars a tablet." Father: "Can you get me one?" Son: "Well, you really need a prescription, but..."
So he comes home with the tablet. Dad says, "OK, thanks, I'll leave the ten bucks under your plate in the morning."
Next morning he lifts the plate, there's $110 under there. He says, "Hey Dad, I told you it's only ten!"
Dad replies, "I only left you ten. The other hundred was from your mother...."
-- seen in Readers Digest of all places, about five years ago.
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