1-2 shots, q half hour, prn a good time

Ahh, it has been a good weekend, from what I recall from it.

I went out drinking with the Drug Depot crew (what I formerly called Major Chain Pharmacy, but I like this name better) one of the nights, with entertaining results. The Law came out to the bar with a few of the techs and the other intern and I. Surprisingly enough, actually maybe unsurprisingly, The Law is a pretty heavy drinker. Anyway most of the night was on him. We just had to buy the first rounds, or egg him on, then when we got him trashed enough, he felt generous and bought the rest. He came up to me with a napkin that said, "Take 1-2 shots, q half hour prn a good time," and I don't know how many times I heard, "the doctor has authorized your refill!" When we ordered expensive drinks, The Law would laugh and say, "that's gonna need a prior auth!" My god pharmacy humor is so entertaining when you're drunk.

Maybe this was evil of me, but in his drunken state I also got him to agree in writing to buying us breakfast the next morning (Why did the entire 9am shift go out the night before? This was bad planning on our part.) and let me leave early later this week. The Law had a terrible hangover the next morning, but other than that, things weren't too bad the next day.

Today it was so slow, so I spent a couple hours playing poker with the tech.

The highlight of the day was a deaf old lady calling in and asking for "something over the counter like ex-lax." Apparently she had already spoken to the pharmacist, told the pharmacist she didn't know anything, hung up, called back a few minutes later, and got me.

I tried to clarify with her what she wanted. "So you're constipated?"
"Yes."
"Ok..."
"I need something to help me pee!"
"Then you don't need Ex-lax."
"Yes I do!"
"Do you want to pee or poop?!"
"Yes."
"What?"
"I said I want ex-lax!"
"Ex-lax is for bowel movements."
"WHAT?! SPEAK UP!"
"EX-LAX IS FOR POOPING!!!"
"I don't need to poop! I can't pee! I need *mumbles something that sounds like Lasix.*
"YOU WANT LASIX?! THAT'S NOT OVER THE COUNTER!"
"YES IT IS! I'VE BOUGHT IT BEFORE!"
"DO YOU HAVE A PRESCRIPTION? WHAT'S YOUR LAST NAME, I'LL CHECK OUR RECORDS!"
"I DON'T NEED A PRESCRIPTION!"
"THERE ARE SOME OTHER OVER THE COUNTER DIURETICS AVAILABLE IN THE WOMEN'S SECTION!"
"I NEEEEEED EX-LAX!"
"...hold on a moment I'll get the pharmacist."

Then I hear the old women screaming at the top of her lungs at our pharmacist, who tells her the same thing I just did.

--IISgirl ... ever notice how most of the day's calls are either people wanting to go to the bathroom, or wanting to stop going to the bathroom?