Friday, April 10, 2026
stroppy receptionist
When trying to get statin pills for Trisha, she insisted that I already had enough pills. There was little proof of this, in that she does not know what the chemists have done.
In this case the prescription had been broken into three parts, and only two had been collected in an attempt to avoid a shortage. The third was actually still at the chemist.
There had been a shortage at the chemist, with only one pack rather than two. This pack was to be used as general emergency, and they could only offer 8 tablets on day one. On day two they could offer the remaining 24. And the second box was to come later. This second box was actually still at the chemist, but had been forgotten by me, in all the rush and confusion.
The insistance that 'I' had the pills was not helpful. She should have deduced that either the chemist or I had the remaining pills.
M
