...if I can't bitch about minor things that irritate the hell out of me?
I have a prescription for Retin-A, and for some reason my doctor ordered the stuff in liquid form, which is damned difficult to find at pharmacies. I put my refill request last Thursday, thinking it would be ready by Monday. I stopped in on Saturday, and I was right, not ready yet. Well, I didn't get there yesterday, so I stopped in today to pick up my perscription.
Only to be told, not only was it not ready, the damned thing hadn't even been ordered. The pharmacy tech told me not to even bother to use the automated system, it doesn't work.
Thanks fellas.
Oh, and the Jeffery showed his displeasure with us with non-Mariner or Padre junk, and utterly destroyed the Angel hat the Mrs. won last week. Smart dog..
Evil too.
Posted by Frinklin at May 4, 2004 09:31 PMJust a note to remind you--Jeffrey is spelled J-E-F-F-R-E-Y, not J-E-F-F-E-R-Y. This has been a public service announcement. Thank you.
Posted by: Ensie at May 5, 2004 08:50 PM