I'm a big fan of summer. Especially when hot chicks with perky breasts don't feel the need to wear a bra, because it's so hot. When they walk into the pharmacy, which is kept at a nipple-popping 69 degrees, I enjoy summer even that much more. Now if she just wasn't picking up Acyclovir...
Patient calls the pharmacy.
"PDS pharmacy, this is PDS."
"Hi, my doctor was supposed to email a prescription to you, did you get it?"
"Well, first off, what's your last name?" I hold back a snigger at the "email" comment.
"Well it was for Vicodin, did you get it?"
"Well, we get a lot of scripts for Vicodin, what's your name?"
"The doctor was Dr. Johnson from the pain clinic."
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! JUST TELL ME YOUR FUCKING NAME!!!!! I didn't scream. "Ma'am, Dr. Johnson sends us a lot of prescriptions for Vicodin, because he works in the pain clinic, now what is your name again?"
Two siblings, same exact insurance, same exact prescription. Different copays. What the fuck? The copays were off by 14 cents. What's the deal here Humana?