The Best Medicine Is A Friendly Attitude… And MEDICINE

, , , , | Working | April 6, 2021

I have come over to the US from the UK to work in our Florida office for a while.

While I am there, a recurring — irritating but not debilitating — medical condition flares up, so I decide on my next Saturday — I don’t work on Saturdays — to go to the pharmacy to get some of the usual medication — available over the counter in the UK — that I know will alleviate the symptoms.

There is quite a line, each member of which seems to be elderly, loquacious, and an old friend of the worker behind the counter, so it takes me quite some time to get to the front of the line. No worries. I have nothing else planned for the morning.

“Yes?” is the brusque greeting of the person behind the counter. I have just opened my mouth to speak when another gabby old woman comes sailing past me right up to the counter and starts a conversation with the staff member, completely ignoring the fact that there is another transaction about to take place.

I do the polite thing and wait for them to finish, standing aside quietly. In due course, that conversation finishes and the staff member’s attention finally focuses upon me once more.

Staff: “You still here?”

Me: “Well, yes, er …”

Staff: *Snapping* “What do you want, then?”

Me: “Er, can I have some [medication], please?”

Staff: “No, you can’t.”

Me: “Pardon me?”

Staff: “You need a prescription. Next!”

And another of her dear old friends came up to the counter to barney away as though they hadn’t seen each other for absolutely HOURS.

I gave it up as a bad job and took my destined-to-remain-unmedicated self out of that place and down to the beach, instead.

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