I suffered through the entire night desperately trying to fight off the pain and trying to figure out who I'm going to call. I can't work in this condition. Heck, I could barely stand up.
At 6am I decide to call my pharmacy partner. There's only one problem. He's out of state. I'm thinking he'll know what to do to get someone in the pharmacy to work. But I can't get a hold of him.
I call the corporate office after hours number and leave a message explaining my situation.
Another hour passes. I need to talk to a person to let them know what's going on.
I call my regional pharmacy manager:
"Jack, this is Crazy RxMan. I work at store #666. I'm in incredible pain. I can't work today. I've tried to call my partner but he's out of town. I've called the corporate number and left a message. I don't know who else to call."
Jack: "Are you sure you're sick?"
A Bill Engvall comment rolls through my head, but instead I say, "Yes, I'm very much in pain."
Jack: "Well, the protocol is that you go open the pharmacy and work until we can get someone there to replace you."
"Uh, no... I'm on my way to the hospital. I won't be going into the pharmacy anytime soon. I'm sorry."
Jack is quiet for a moment. I don't think he was expecting me to say no. Finally he says, "Ok, we'll get someone to work the pharmacy."
So no matter how sick you are, corporate policy is that if your partner can't work for you, you go to work until someone can come replace you. It doesn't matter if you have a kidney stone, a heart attack, or a gunshot wound, you better damn well open the pharmacy until someone comes and replaces you.