I'm in hour 10 of a 12 hour day. It's been a horrible day, just horrible. An annoying patient, on Medicaid, age 35, living at home with his parents, saunters by the pharmacy...
"Oh hello Crazy RxMan, my second favorite pharmacist..."
(Mickey is my pharmacy partner and apparently is his favorite pharmacist)
I couldn't stop myself... it's that DEMON again...
"Well hello Mike, my least favorite patient... how are you today?"
Sometimes the demon simply MUST make an appearance.
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