The subject of today's rant is the dreaded "Refill too soon" rejection that every pharmacy employee must deal with every single day. Now before I start complaining, I need to clarify. I am not talking about the people who get a 30 day supply of Lipitor on December 1 and try to stock up by calling in for a refill on December 15. Don't get me wrong, those people are stupid and they have the ability to piss me off, but they are not the topic. Nor am I talking about the people who fill a prescription for Drug X for 1 tablet per day and present a prescription for Drug X 2/day on December 20. As inconvenient as it may be to call the insurance company, even those early refills are doable.
What I am talking about are the people who have taken more of their medication than what is written on the bottle. Now a good number of these are the pillheads who every month argue with me about when their Norco is due. They throw out every excuse....I'm going out of town, I was robbed, my doctor told me I could take 17 per day, etc. They are however easy to ignore and to get rid of. But it's the other ones that are harder to get rid of than bedbugs.
Maybe you're doctor DID tell you to double upon your blood glucose testing. Maybe you needed an extra albuterol neb for 2 weeks because you had bronchitis. But for the love of God, get me a new fucking prescription. Don't expect me to just hand you another bottle of meds just because you say so. And no, your insurance will not just authorize a refill. And when I suggest you call your doctor about getting a prescription that reflect those directions, make sure you roll your eyes and tell me how you don't have time for that. So let's recap- you don't have time to call your doctor, but you do have time to fuck up my day with your incessant whining? I swear to God, people will do everything in their power to avoid doing anything at all.
Listen people, this shit costs a lot of money. Just because it doesn't cost you worthless INMED fuckers anything doesn't meant it doesn't cost me money. And forgive me for being skeptical of your excuses. It's not like anyone ever lies to their pharmacist. And while I'm sure your momma knows you're a good, honest person, I don't. I don't trust you or anyone who walks in my store for that matter. It's an occupational hazard I suppose. I trust three people in terms of my non-personal life- my accountant/attorney, my mortician and John Moses Browning. If you're not one of those 3, then fuck off.
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