The Adventures of Laura

Although I am a newbie blogger, I have been writing the Adventures of Laura for several years now. I thought I’d pull one out of the archives and share. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it.

The following is based on actual events. Names have been omitted to protect the innocent and some embellishments added for entertainment purposes.

The Adventures of Laura:

Around 9:45ish last night I ran to my pharmacy to pick up my antibiotic and ear drops as well as some essentials. I go to the pharmacy and it takes forever for someone to wait on me. All these women (five of them-count them 1, 2, 3, 4, 5-women-bwa ah ah) are there and I was not sure why but every last one of them looked like they were ready to jump from a bridge.

I changed my insurance so I had to wait for the pharmacist to update my information and rerun the costs of my prescriptions. I take a seat and then I hear a woman say to her husband, “they lost my insurance card.” OH! Okay, the “I want to jump from a bridge” look-got it.

Next!!! A woman comes in to get a prescription and the pharmacist tells her that she has to contact the doctor at the ER, as the med prescribed could kill if mixed with another medication that she is on. Well, lovely. Have a seat next to me sister!

This was entertainment! I ran to aisle 3 and grabbed a popcorn, then I ran to aisle 1 and grabbed a cold Diet Coke. Ran back to the pharmacy, took a seat and watched the rest of the drama unfold.

In the meantime, people are funneling in and standing in line waiting for someone to at least acknowledge them. Waiting, waiting, ladies still looking like they want to jump off of a bridge. Customers looking like they want to throw these ladies off of the bridge. Mind you it only took them 10 minutes to get my prescriptions ready and call my name but I had to wait as every last one of them were on the phone or looking for the lost insurance card.

One of the pharmacists finally makes her way to the counter and asks if she can help someone. The young man that had not been waited on or even spoken to steps up and begins to speak and is cut off by the husband of the lady whose card was lost. He rips into her about the lost insurance card. She tried to be nice but he was not having any of it. He storms off with his wife in tow and bad-mouthing her the entire time.

This poor lady. She is so upset by all this and on the verge of tears, she takes off her pharmacist’s jacket and walks off. JUMPER! JUMPER!

Meanwhile John Doe, is still standing there after 15 minutes and he was on the cusp of being waited on and then DENIED! So sorry. In the meantime another man comes in and sees all of this and instead of standing in line, just takes a seat. I handed him my popcorn.

The verbally abused pharmacist emerges unscathed-she did not jump off of the bridge. Whew! False alarm. The young man in line finally gets waited on. The lady who was about to purchase a medication that could kill if mixed with another medication is waited on but first informed that the ER had given her a dose of this medication while in the ER. WARNING! WARNING! She is then given symptoms to look for incase there is a reaction between the two medications. Really?! What to look for-how about not breathing?!

I was finally able to get my scripts and the timing was perfect as I was fresh out of popcorn and getting tired and ready to go home or jump off of that bridge my damn self!

I checked the paper this morning, I don’t believe any of them jumped off of that bridge. I’m gonna use the drive-thru from now on.

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