Murdering people

I was once asked why I didn't get into pharmacy as a career, I just said that the pharmacy was just another job that I have so I can pay for things. Today I found an even better reason not to become a pharmacist.

Things weren't terribly busy, a drive through here, pick up there. Once in a while I'd count something. It was everything a Sunday should be until a customer came through the drive through and we didn't have his medication ready. We didn't have it ready for him because A. We called the doctor and got no response and B. he never had that medication at our pharmacy so we really needed the doctor's authorization and dosing to dispense the medication. I kindly told him that it wasn't ready because we were waiting for the doctor to call us back. He told me that he had gone without it for the past three days and that he'd invite the pharmacy to the funeral when he died. The only thing I could do at that moment was to close the drive through window and mouth to myself, "I hope you die."

Normally when someone has a problem with a medication I care a little bit more but since we had already tried to call the doctor for a medication he wasn't prescribed in the past, I had no sympathy for him. It's people like that man that make me not want to be a pharmacist. I just don't care enough about people to be that helpful and want them to live.