
So I get up there, and hand him my mom's prescriptions (4 on a single sheet). He says he was going to pre-verify with the insurance company to make sure everything will go smoothly, and go around and make sure they have the meds in stock. Shouldn't take long, I assume...WRONG...another wrong assumption!! This asshat took TWENTY MINUTES to enter and verify all these prescriptions!! All the while typing with two fingers, and whining to his coworkers about how hes feeling under the weather, and doesn't feel like being there today, blah blah blah. And THEN when he goes to check their stock he is literally dragging his feet like some 5 year old boy pouting about having to go to school.
WTF??!! What happened to taking pride in your work ethic in this country? I see this more and more often now amongst the young people who are appearing in today's work force. Seriously...ITS WORK! it's not supposed to be fun, or a good time, and you're SUPPOSED to give it your all while your there because they sort of pay you to do something...so do it right!! If you don't like your job, don't work there. And if you know you're sick, and you still choose to come in...then SUCK IT UP!! It's not my fault your ass felt too sick to work and you chose to come in...you're not getting a medal from me. If you chose to come in, I expect you to not take out your bad decisions on me and my precious time! You want a fucking cookie?! GROW UP! I see it more and more...these self entitled kids hitting the work force, acting like the world, and their bosses owe them everything, and have to do shit to earn it.
Like this dumb shit waiter at BJ's Restaurant. This douche was just standing around trying to look cool, looking around the room and shit. There were 3 tables around us, not including me, who had yet to put in drink orders or have their food orders taken...while this guys standing around trying to look cute for the ladies. THEN when his boss reprimands him and tells him to go take orders...he looks at his boss like "Who the hell are you?!" ad then continues standing around looking cool. GRRR I wanted to punch that guy in the face.
But I digress...back to my main man, Mr. Pharmacy Tech. I dropped several hints all the while some including "Hey, do I have to be here for this? I have to pick up some food", and also a call to my wife saying "Call Red Lobster and tell them I'm running late and to not throw away our food, because this is taking (looking right at the guy) A LOT LONGER THAN I THOUGHT!!!". Did that speed him up? No of course not. I had to fight the NEED in me to reach across and grab him by his throat and punch him in the face, for all the people in this world who have to deal with this new type of asshole in the workforce. It took every bit of self control in me to not do that...and to not yell at him til he cried. I made it through the experience without punching or yelling thank God. Made it to Red Lobster, to pick up my now cold food, and come back in time to pick up the prescriptions...and you know what the ultimate irony was?
That asshat didnt even preverify the prescriptions....the person I picked up from had to verify them w/ the insurance (for a couple problem ones) ANYWAY!
Sigh...
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