Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring...
Me, EXTREMELY busy, "Thank you for calling the pharmacy. This is Crazy RxMan, may I help you?"
Agitated man, on a cell phone driving down the road with the radio on: "How late can I come in to get a lotto ticket?"
Me: "This is the pharmacy, we don't sell Lotto tickets. They do that up at the front counter."
<more noise> Does he have his window down too? Man: "What time do they close it up, 7pm? 8pm?"
"I honestly don't know."
Why is the pharmacy consistently an information desk and switchboard? Why, why, why?