Foamy the squirrel!
I got yelled at by a pharmacy clerk today ... my insurance is doing something weird, so there's a problem with one of my prescriptions, and i was trying to get my test strips so i can, i dunno, control my fucking blood sugar. She gets all pissed off that i am asking for something that my insurance company says i already have, and i say fine whatever, point being i still need these things, and she gets all bent and starts yelling at me in Vietnamese.
So I get my medicine from the other girl there, ask for my paper prescriptions back so i can take them to another pharmacy since i am never ever going back there again, get the pharmacist's name, and leave. A few minutes later, i call the manager of the store and tell him (nicely) exactly why I'm never, ever, going back to that store again.
I hate doing that. I'm not out to get anyone in trouble. But she was not nice at all.
I'll probably just take my prescriptions to the Walgreen's by my house, they're always really sweet to me. I have no problem with the company, just that one. I didn't lose my temper in there, and I'm proud of myself for that. I get pissy sometimes ... open my mouth and get myself into trouble.
Actually, doing some research, there are other pharmacy chains near my house, and transferring prescriptions won't be that hard. Maybe I will hold to my statement of "I will not be returning to one of these stores again."
On top of everything else, I've got a UTI (so says my doctor, after reading my urinalysis) and i'm on antibiotics ... i hate antibiotics ... make my tummy all rumbly and pukey.
I'm surprised I had a UTI and didn't notice. I get them every now and then, and they hurt. Maybe a different pathogen or something.
Off to see Michael at work, in a few. Yay for discounted chinese food ...
Then I go to my work ... 12 hours of animalness, and trying to find kittens for Nico.