On Friday, one of the pharmacists was having a bad day. So, I decided to cheer her up...
I 'filled' a prescription for plain chocolate M&M's, #120, 1 four times a day as needed for irritation. Ordered by Dr No.
I put it in a prescription bottle, labelled it, and asked the pharmacist to check the order. She loved it.
Of course, the bottle is now almost gone, and it's only been three days. Obviously, we have an abuse problem happening. I may have to talk to her about this... :-)
And, today, K's two youngest daughters spent the day with us at the pharmacy (They're out of school for this week and it was the middle girl's birthday). So, one of the driver's gave the birthday girl a teddy bear. While the girls were upstairs watching a video, I hid the bear on the top shelf in the wound care section behind the counter. It took the girls almost fifteen minutes to find it, and that was after I gave two clues.
Then, as they were leaving, the youngest did the whole pouting, puppy dog eyes, because she wanted a treat. So, I turned to her and did my puppy dog eyes. We cracked each other up.
I don't enjoy my inner child, I let her run rampant! :-)
People at work get these really nice pens to use at work (Dr Grip. Love Dr Grip), and, they go Poof (I had a really nice pen from Lights, Camera, Auction! (A charity auction), that someone took). So, my coworkers have gotten in the habit of putting their name on the pen and putting 'take, and DIE!!!' on it.
So, I've got a note in my pocket. Written in block letters. In purple pen (have to give a little clue). I'm just waiting for the perfect moment to use it. The note says:
'I HOLD UR PEN HOSTAGE! $100,000,000 (in nickles), or I remove the ink forever! Sincerely, The Pen Kidnapper'
Now, I wait for my chance.
Another item at work that keeps disappearing are people's calculators. I got around that [g]. I brought in a TI-82 calculator. This baby can do graphs, algebra, calculus, and it looks like it. We're talking a super powered scientific calculator. Everyone here at work is afraid to touch the darn thing, let alone take it to use! Hah! Hah, I say!
I love this calculator. Had to get it for a college Math course. It was required for the class for the teacher. She said that, after the class ended, if we didn't want the calculator, she'd buy it back for $5 less than the retail price. She had been doing that for about three years when I took her course, and had only three students take her up on her offer.
And, I just scared a customer. I was telling a clerk that I had the sudden urge to vault the counter (Making the appropriate hand gestures). Ah, the look on their faces! [weg]
I called a customer service rep today for one of the store's distributors about their website and I ended the call with "Sorry if I'm sounding strange, I've had too much coffee." So, the rep called back saying not to worry, she has too much coffee every once in a while as well, and that she was forwarding my message to her supervisor because it was so nice.
Oh yeah, great! Pass on my weirdness...
I've been smelling the wafting scent of roast beef off and on today. Damn, it's making me hungry... Mmmmmmmmmmmmm... meat!
Our store (except my little corner under the vent) has been 80 degrees for the last few days. Turns out some idiot had turned the thermostat in the store up to 80! My corner is on a different thermostat. I'm at a nice 65 degrees.
The other day, one of the employees at work went to get coffee while I was out on my morning walk (I walk about 45 minutes before work). K gave my order but forgot the whipped cream. I started to pout.
Then, I got my coffee. It had whipped cream. Turns out that when the baristas heard my usual order (Cinnamon Spice Mocha), they asked my coworker "Is this for April?" and then made it the way I like it.
I think I need to give these people a Christmas gift.
And then, today, I'm sitting, patiently waiting for my order to be ready. The barista called me over... "Could you taste your drink? I don't think I put espresso in it." So, I did, she hadn't.
I'm going to kill people at work. There's one employee who insists on explaining things to death. I don't need a 10 minute conversation about faxing the doctor for refills. K and I (and others actually) have gotten into the habit of walking away from her. She actually continues to talk, even though we've walked away... [sigh]
I just have to remind myself... "The world if full of twits, and I am their exterminator."
