Work

Oh, Monday. You suck, and not in a good way.

It was about halfway through my Friday shift when BossRPh came into the pharmacy. The store manager was nearby, and she told him he needed to come with her, that we all needed to have a chat. When we were all in there, and no patients were around, she took a deep breath.

Morning, my friends. It’s Friday. I checked. Does anyone have any suggestions to make Sunday dinner even the slightest bit special for me, that doesn’t include gorging myself on Cadbury Cream Eggs? I’m finishing up the week working a shift with StressedRPh. She’s had two days off, so she shouldn’t be too much of a…