Corona

Today is the StressedRPh’s first day back to work in nearly a month. I’m not looking forward to my shift. I spent most of last night’s shift reading the daily Plague Papers. Every day at around 2 pm, corporate sends out an email to each store with the latest developments. There’s almost daily conference calls…

Birthdays, routine, isolation, and fun in the pharmacy. And for the last time, THERE’S NO FUCKING MASKS.

I’m sitting in the dark, drinking my coffee, dreading my shift, and Chaucer just threw up in the Pink Room. It must be Monday.