Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Dirty Patients

While behind the back counter of the pharmacy working hard, I heard something that may have pissed me off before but was damn excited to hear that day, a ::whistle:: and someone beckoning for my assistance! It was only my first week as an intern so I was excited to lay some 1st year pharm knowledge and without looking directly at the person I quickly ran to the consultation window. I was...or shall I say my nose, was in for a huge surprise---the guy's putrid smell was only comparable to a skunk's ass, which I assume smells like regular ass (which I'm sure smells better than how this guy did)
In his hand he had both a box of lotrimin and lamisil and wanted to know which one would clear the fungus on his fingers and nails...I made it clear to him when I answered him it was not necessary for me to hold and look at the boxes and shake his hand in the end and that answering his question thoroughly and his general appreciation for our help was reward enough.

Bull shit.

I just didn't want to touch him. He was a stinky old fungus man. Let me paint a picture for you-- just imagine how Pigpen from Peanuts would look if he actually aged...and then beat the living crap out of him. Thats how this guy looked. Round headed. Old. Dirty. Beat Up.


Another instance didn't occur with me but with one of our techs who was explaining to a customer how to use RID (lice shampoo or something), because apparently our tech had personal experience with lice just a few years ago (she's like in her late 30's). I see when looking up every few moments that the child next to the woman was scratching her head constantly and then touched her mom's hand. I looked up again a few moments later and I see her shaking the tech's hand with the same one that the child grabbed. It was 7:00pm'ish and I tasted the PB&J I had for lunch in my mouth...
...the tech, being the genius she is, runs straight to the drop-off and begins taking scripts. I lost it! I took her aside and soaked her hands with antibacterial gel and ran a muck with disinfectant throughout the pharmacy. I'm sure it really didn't do much but I felt better so yea.

I hate fucking dirty people. Wash your hands. Wash your hair. You have no damn excuse if you're coming into our damn pharmacy/store and buying shit--you must have the damn money for running water and soap.

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