Greetings and salutations, my lovely friends. I’m back with another installment of “Crystal, No One Cares About This Shit”. Pull up a chair and refill your cups.
I survived the long shift. It was incredibly slow and dragged on and on. After 9 hours, I was praying for the sweet release of death; I’d finished all of our work, and didn’t want to go too crazy starting on today’s work because it would just make today feel slower. Boss let me out a half hour early. How generous.
However, the boss also decided to wait until I bought a snack to enforce the new corporate policy prohibiting techs from having snacks in the pharmacy. Not pharmacists, just the techs. Now, if we want a snack, we can’t just graze on a pack of M&M’s or crackers or fruit at our terminals. If we want a snack, we need to go into the break room if the pharmacist decides it’s ok, which is ridiculous. While BossRPh would be ok with being alone for 10 minutes, the Other One would somehow manage to get the queue backed up into the next week, and possibly set something on fire.
On the other hand, it’ll stop me from snacking on shit.
