The Vanilla Gorilla is a movie too!
I hope I don't get sued or have to change the name.....
I'm too lazy (and unexciting) for daily postings, but keep checking! Also, some of my posts may be offensive on purpose and others may be offensive by accident. Either way just deal with it ok?
Thanks to Shell for reminding me that I have not updated my blog. I really haven't felt up to it for an understandable reason...
I haven't posted for months and I am surprised I feel like doing this now. Not too long ago a good friend lost her father and shared some of her feelings out here in blogger-space. Brave of her I thought. I understand a little better how using this space can help sort shit out. I have not lost my father yet, but we have been given some very bad news.
If you don't work in a pharmacy you may only have a peripheral knowledge of the HELL that is Medicare part D. I just don't have enough time to properly bitch about this! Let's just say VANILLA GORILLA NOT FREAKIN HAPPY!!!
Apprentice winner refuses to share title - MSNBC.com
I loved both final candidates thru the entire season. I thought they were both very deserving and had no idea how Trump could possibly choose a winner. He ultimately chooses Randal and then asks if he should also hire Rebecca...And he says NO. Was all that shit about respecting her and saying she was a great talent all bullshit? Why the hell not advise Trump to hire her too? His reason?
It's strange that it took me so long to see it because I believe Starship Troopers was the finest movie ever made. EVER. Maybe I was afraid II wouldn't live up to the original. I was not disappointed. The movie pretty much bit the whole way through. I hated every second of it. The question is, why can't I stop replaying it in my head? Almost like remembering the one asshole at work today and not the 200 nice little old ladies I guess. But I'm kinda liking the remembering. Does that make me sick in the head? Oooh, I have a better analogy. It's like remembering an ex fondly after it's all over even though your life would have been a living fucking HELL if you had stayed with her so thank God she dumped you otherwise your life would be utterly, utterly over. Yeah that's gooood.
Air marshal guns down man at Miami airport - MSNBC.com
I know the holidays are stressful for everyone, but why take it out on your friendly neighborhood pharmacy?
(I'm just playing around with the instant blogger settings.)
I guess I had to disable comments too because of comment spammers. What a bunch of tools you are.
I had a call from a patient/customer yesterday who was very worried about an article she read in a magazine. It was a women's magazine like Elle or Cosmo or something like that. I don't remember for sure. ANYWAY, she said there was an article in there that said if she takes ibuprofen (Advil, Motrin) she will get breast cancer. I get a fair amount of calls like this where one small study reported in the lay press causes a huge uproar. I advised her that many scientific studies have outcomes that just do not apply in the real world, but I would look into it for her and call her back by Monday.
Hi reader! You may have noticed a lack of posts lately. The reason is my job. Lately it has been like I would imagine a shit farm would be. No offense to shit farmers though. I only feel like blogging "mostly" when I am feeling positive. (Pharmacy Rants notwithstanding) There has not been much to feel positive about at work lately, hence the dearth of postings. (I love using the word "hence". I try to work it into every conversation, hence the "hence" above.)
We are spending a few nights in Kansas City just to get away for awhile. Great news! The kids are with us! PLEEEEEASE for the love of all that is holy let me remember that I like them! When will the whining stop? WHEN?
There have been some "inequities" in the cash registers in the pharmacy and the big bosses needed to find how it was happening. The Loss Prevention man came in after hours and I helped set up some extra surveillance.
I hate to be one of those lame ass parent types who gushes about how awesome his kids are. (Actually if you knew me offline you would know I have a really hard time admitting when I like my kids.) Anyway this is one of my all time favorite pictures of "monkey 2". What exactly do you guys think he might have been thinking?
Sort of a false alarm today. The "fire" was some dudes working on the roof Air Conditioning units. They were doing some soldering and got some smoke and solder too close to a sensor and blammo! Off goes the fire alarm. Caused a little excitement but that's it. Ok, I have to admit I am glad it didn't burn down. I may bitch about my job, but I like it well enough.
I just got a call from the pharmacy..apparently the roof is actually on fire! It was everything I could do not to say, "We don't need no water let the mother-fucker burn! Burn mother-fucker, BURRRRN!"
We have a 4th year pharmacy student with us this month in the pharmacy. He is doing a required clerkship with us where you basically work as slave labor 40 hours a week and you pay tuition for it. During the last week of the rotation we try to have a little potluck lunch in honor of the student as a thank you of sorts. Small compensation, but we like any excuse to bring food into the pharmacy. The pharmacists especially like this because we pretty much never get any time off for lunches. Having food nearby at least guarantees a 20-second gorging in between phone calls. One of the pharmacy techs brings a crock-pot with some kind of beef and potato stew. Here is where the fun (and meanness) happened. Apparently one of the other techs thought it was too bland. On one of her breaks she bought on of those spice envelopes with chili powder and stuff in it. She unceremoniously dumped the whole package into the crock pot, stirs it up, tastes it and declares, "That's better!". I just can't get that imagary out of my head. Holding the spice envelope over the pot, looking the other person right in the eyes, and dumping the whole thing in right in front of everyone else with a "What are YOU gonna do about it?" look on her face. It's the female equivalent of a guy doing a crossover dribble on the basketball court, dunking the ball over your head and declaring that he did it all because he just slept with your mom the night before.
After reading my pharmacy rants (part 1 of many to come), a fellow blogger asked me why I chose pharmacy as a profession. I have no quick and easy answer to that at all...but maybe I am trying to overcomplicate it. I already worked at a large chain drugstore through high school and college, and the pharmacists there were always trying to encourage me to go to pharmacy school. I never really took it seriously until I found out how much money they made. That's pretty much it. Yes the story is slightly more complicated than that, but that's pretty much it.
(www.msn.com) How stupid is this article? Of COURSE you can get fired for blogging. What boss would want you spend all of your time sitting on your ass ignoring work stuff so you can cry about how shitty you are being treated? Can you get fired for masturbating at work? I hope so! (The counter-tops are too high in my pharmacy for me to get caught, but that's not the point!)
To my dear, dear customers: