I guess I didn't work hard enough this weekend, because when I went into work today, I was told that one co-worker remarked, "So, did they get anything done this weekend?" Yeah, that's a pretty bitch-tastic thing to say considering that I worked BY MY SELF on Saturday, and then worked with Miss Slow Counter, who happened to be hung over and even more slow, on Sunday. I'm sorry your list didn't get done. Boo hoo, but I was too busy trying to not get my ass handed to me by angry people wondering why they had to wait a longer time for their drugs. So I talked to her. I guess she's kinda of my boss since she makes the schedule, but whatever. I told her that I didn't get to anything on Saturday, which she "understood". Then I mentioned that I had to work with Miss Slow Counter, who was going even slower and that we were busier than usual for a Sunday. I told her that I filed, cleaned the counters, logged stuff, and tried to keep my head above water. I don't think that she was mad at me. I think she was mainly irritated with Miss Slow Counter. UGH. But who doesn't get irritated with Miss Slow Counter? Okay. Enough pharmacy talk.
In other news, I made a Rolla road trip with that girl in my class who I introduced to Josh's roommate. AND IT WAS A BLAST. Having Adele there totally increased my fun! I did fall down once, resulting in numerous bruises and the loss of one of my favorite earrings. We are going to head back there on Saturday. Exciting!
Big to-do list tonight. Better get on that. OH MONDAY!
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