Monday, February 12, 2007

I Thought The Reason The Raving Lunatic At My Counter Was Wearing A Judicial Robe Had Something To Do With Him Needing A Fix.

Turns out the two facts weren't related at all. From The Washington Post:

The late Chief Justice William H. Rehnquist took a powerful sedative during his first decade on the Supreme Court and grew so dependent on it that he became delusional and tried to escape from a hospital in his pajamas when he stopped taking the drug in 1981, according to newly released FBI files.

The files reveal dramatic new details about the length and intensity of the addiction. During its routine 1986 investigation of Rehnquist's background, the FBI concluded that Rehnquist began taking the drug Placidyl for insomnia after back surgery in 1971, the year before he joined the court. By 1981, he apparently was taking 1,500 milligrams each night, three times the usual starting dose.

Doctors interviewed by the FBI told agents that when the associate justice stopped taking the drug, he suffered paranoid delusions. One doctor said Rehnquist thought he heard voices outside his hospital room plotting against him and had "bizarre ideas and outrageous thoughts," including imagining "a CIA plot against him" and "seeming to see the design patterns on the hospital curtains change configuration."

At one point, a doctor told the investigators, Rehnquist went "to the lobby in his pajamas in order to try to escape."

OK I'm really kidding. About Rehnquist ever being at my counter. The part about a Justice of The Supreme Court of The United States very likely being stoned while on the job is true. Remember this before you call the addicts at your counter losers. The tale of Chief Justice Rehnquist just goes to show that in this country there is no limit as to how far an ambitious drug addicted individual can go.

OK I'm kidding again. There are totally limits on how far an addict can go if they are dumb enough to start their addiction before they're able to move up a few steps on society's power ladder. When the drugs started to take control Rehnquist could go to George Washington University Hospital. When Rush Limbaugh was exposed as a doctor shopping hypocrite, he was sentenced to 18 months of drug treatment. Meanwhile, federal and state governments spend $9,000,000,000 of your tax dollars locking up people not rich or powerful as part of the War On Drugs, many for offences far less serious than those committed by the two old rich white guys I mention here. Remember kids, just say no to drugs. Until you have money or influence.

I've mentioned before I'm an atheist. However I'm not offended by the words "under God" in the pledge of allegiance. It's the "liberty and justice for all" I find offensive. Now you have some idea why.

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Some People Get Drunk And Do Things They Later Regret. I, Evidently, Am No Exception.

I guess on the spectrum of things a person can do in a memory blackout phase, it's not all that bad, but it still has me worried and a bit creeped out. I began this day with my usual morning afternoon wake up waddle over to the computer. Make some coffee. Clear the eye snot out of my vision, that kind of thing. Been awhile since I opened up the I-Tunes, so I decided to go for it while looking over today's news headlines.

There was a disturbance in the I-Tunes. I discovered upon fully entering the world of the awake that I had a hard drive full of Stone Temple Pilots. There's no way alcohol wasn't involved.

Now I've got nothing against the Stone Temple Pilots. I bought one of their albums back in the day after reading a slam in Rolling Stone that they were nothing but a Pearl Jam sound alike band. And I suppose if Pearl Jam replaced all their members with musicians not quite as talented as Pearl Jam, and lost their ability to write meaningful lyrics, then yes, the two bands would sound a lot alike. That's not my point. I listened to one Stone Temple Pilots album for around 6 months maybe 14 years ago and probably have not thought of them since. Now in a scotch induced fog they come storming out of the attic of my mind and convince me I need 12 of their tracks right now. It's not the money, the one thing my employer is good at is getting checks into my bank account, it's the possible window into my soul that will have me concerned the rest of this day, and possibly through the weekend.

What else could I have buried in my head? The thought chills my spine.

(Note: For bonus content to this post, click on "Art School Girl" on Drugmonkey Radio, to the right of this page.)

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Tonight's Action Pharmacy Picture. Brought To You By Amgen ®

The picture is from the Fall 2006 issue of The Amgen Pharmacy Review. The rest is made up:




Dork In Glasses: Mary, the most important part of filling the prescription is getting the pills in the vial. Do you understand?

Mary: I think so.

Dork: This isn't a time for thinking Dammit! People are counting on you! They are counting on those pills.......getting into that vial! Now if you don't think you can handle it.....

Asian Dude: She can handle it Mike, just back off and give her some space. You're doing just fine Mary.

Mary: I don't know......

Dork: DO IT!

Mary drops the pills, the counting tray, and the vial and runs out of the room.

Asian Dude: Well you broke another one Mike....... they way you almost broke me.

Mike and the Asian Dude's eyes then locked upon each other. The pills could wait.

Monday, February 05, 2007

Of Course The Pro-Life Party In Power Isn't Concerned With Your Life, Or The Lives Of The People It's Having You Pay To Kill.

Rezulin, Baycol, Bextra, Duract, Posicor, Propulsid, Tequin, Redux, Seldane, Vioxx. Those of you in the profession know where I'm going with this. These are all drugs that went through the Food and Drug Administration's process to prove they were safe and effective, only to be pulled from the market after they turned out to be not so safe. There are people dead now because they took these drugs. Ketek may soon be added to the list.

One would think that maybe after the third, or fourth, or maybe fifth drug that had to be pulled from the market over the last 15 years or so that it might occur to someone there was a problem in the FDA approval process. Nope. It took at least 10 of these recalls before our government got around to even making a plan to address the situation. Were the people in charge a little thick in the head as we used to say back home, or did they just not care? I'll report, you decide:

From a New York Times piece on the recently unveiled plan to stop having new drugs kill us:

the plan does little to address a problem that nearly all agree underlies many of its woes: a chronic shortage of government money. As Dr. von Eschenbach noted at the news conference, the agency has regulatory authority over about a quarter of the American economy. After the Sept. 11 attacks, the agency was asked to increase its efforts to prevent bioterrorism. Despite having greater responsibilities, its budget has remained relatively flat for years.


Rezulin, Baycol, Bextra, Duract, Posicor, Propulsid, Tequin, Redux, Seldane, and Vioxx, and the budget of the FDA remained relatively flat. Were they stupid or did they just not care? Wait, there's more:

The agency gets about $400 million of its $1.9 billion budget from fees assessed on drug makers. Under a formula negotiated with the drug industry, this money comes with strings attached. One restriction was that the F.D.A. could use little of the money to track the safety of approved drugs.


So, the entities that are supposed to be regulated put up 21% of the money used by the agency that is supposed to be doing the regulating, then tells the agency it can't use any of that money to regulate them.

Rezulin, Baycol, Bextra, Duract, Po$icor, Propul$id, Tequin, Redux, $eldane, and Vioxx. Were they $tupid or did they ju$t not care? The Drugmonkey vote$ for them ju$t not caring.

Some of you may be getting ready to pounce by saying there's no evidence the FDA has put less of an emphasis on drug safety in this era of drug company funding. Oh but there is:

The F.D.A. plan promises to return the agency to its scientific roots. It once had robust laboratories that conducted original studies to assess drug risks on its own. Those laboratories were largely eliminated in the past decade to apply more money to the drug-approval process and the support of a bare-bones computer program to track side effects of drugs.

Of course you can make up your own mind, but I'm totally going with the federal government not caring that new drugs were killing people. Because when the federal government does care about something, it doesn't seem to have any trouble coming up with the money for it. From USA Today:

President Bush's defense budget reflects the toll of wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, proposing money to increase the size of the Army and Marine Corps and replace war-damaged weapons and equipment.

The budget also proposes buying new weapons and spending $141 billion to continue fighting in Iraq and Afghanistan next year. Bush's budget brings Pentagon spending to $623 billion for 2008. It also includes a supplemental request for $93 billion to pay for fighting in Iraq and Afghanistan for the rest of this year.

That's an 11 percent increase over last year. When the federal government cares about something, it doesn't seem to have any trouble coming up with the money for it. It's totally looking like they just didn't care that the Vioxx in your medicine cabinet could kill you.

Wanna see what the $1.2 trillion dollars, enough to fund over 600 Food And Drug Administrations, that has been spent on Mr Bush's Iraq adventure buys? American media don't seem to want to show you what you're paying for. I had to go to the UK Guardian to get this:



The caption at the bottom of the picture says:

A student walks past bloodstains outside her Baghdad school, which was hit by mortar fire last Sunday, killing five pupils.


Proud of yourself? You paid to start this fight. If you split the cost of this butchery up evenly among every man, woman and child in the United States, it comes to over $3000 apiece. So far.

You Republican types have figured out what the real problem in spending taxpayer money is though. Over and over I hear the well paid people in my profession ranting almost to the point of foaming at the mouth about some baby momma on Medicaid. "Why the hell should I pay for their child?" Over and over again...the resentment of being forced to pay to help support someone else's child.

Being forced to pay for someone else's child to walk through blood to get to school bothers me more. I'm funny like that. I wish you were too. I wish you cared a tenth as much about the life and death issues of the day as you do about that baby momma trying to get some free Tylenol. About Big Pharma greasing the palms of your government to let safety slide. I wish you cared about that the way you do about that febrile child who was dumb enough to choose the wrong parents.

$300,000,000 will be spent to end lives in Iraq today. That's a good deal more than that baby momma, than all the baby mommas, are costing you. Do you care? I wish I could say I thought you did.

Sunday, February 04, 2007

Best Law Ever!!!!!!!!!!!

Pages upon pages of new laws regarding the practice of pharmacy went into effect in my state at the beginning of the new year. Being a conscientious professional, I thought 35 days into it maybe I should take a look at what those new laws might be. Little did I know my effort would reap such a reward. From the newly revised law book:

Business and Professional Code 4052.4- authorizes pharmacists to perform skin puncturing activities and lab tests......

Now I'm no lawyer, but it looks to me like I am now authorized to stab you, and very likely to shoot you as well, as it cannot be denied both these activities puncture the skin. I can also apparently take your cholesterol level when I'm done, which I'm not as interested in.

I have the best fucking state legislature in the world.

Oh happy day.

I Love It When Large Men Who Don't Know They're Gay Fight Over A Leather Sack


Actually that's not fair. Some of them do realize they're gay. In or out of the closet doesn't really matter. Point is at almost exactly 1 o'clock this afternoon the store died. Like someone flipped a switch. I seriously thought something on the scale of 9/11 must have rocked the world. Then I remembered.

The secular sack-fighting holiday.

It was the most wonderful holiday ever. When I had to take a piss, I calmly walked over to the restroom and urinated in peace. A customer came to the counter and asked a question. I gave a full and complete answer and had time to add a joke about how living in Cincinnati during the 90's broke me of any desire to follow professional football. Who knew Vicodin addicts were followers of the world of sport? But even they were nowhere to be found on this day. A truly magical, special day. I've had many a real holiday where I've worked much harder.

At this point I still haven't checked to see who won the actual game, but I think there should be a rematch. Perhaps a best of seven series. Hell, play every day you aggressive closeted homosexuals. Turns out you fit into my plans far better than I ever thought you could.

Saturday, February 03, 2007

It'll Probably Be Around Half An Hour To Get This Filled For You Ma'am.....

"Well he's in pain"

I know what you mean. Is it that soak through to the marrow, soul numbing, personal pain that comes from being put in a position of never being able to meet anyone's expectations, but never being able to quit, or even stop to rest for 12 hours? Of always being just short of adequate, while 3 phone lines are ringing, your district office is saying you're using too many labor hours and your customers are asking why their prescriptions take so long? Is it that kind of pain? I hate that kind. Sometimes when you're glaring at me from the first aid aisle with that pouty look whileI'mtryingtokeepupwithadoctorcallinginaprescriptionatthespeedoflight and not make any mistakes I imagine my wrists have been slit and I can feel the blood flowing down my arms. it's a nice warm feeling. That's what helps my pain. I don't think that's normal.......

Anyway, your prescription will be out in about 30 minutes.

Thursday, February 01, 2007

Time Is Short And I Have No Ideas For The Blog. What To Do? Rip Someone Off Of Course.

Doin' the 9's the next few days my friends....in at nine, out at nine. Throw in sleeping, eating, and pissing and that doesn't leave much time for you. I'm sorry. I'm sure you understand.

I know you expect quality true stories about real life retail freaks though, and you expect them often. Fear not. I have scoured the internet to bring you what you deserve. Actually I scoured the internet looking for myself. My ego is unmatched in the universe. You'll notice the post I found mentions me. You talk about me anywhere online and I'll find it. Remember that. The author has been a very good sport about my stalking behavior though, and I'm sure you'll find the story worthy:

So I'm at work. Being a tool to the establishment as usual. Dusting shelves. Talking about the blogger formerly known as DrugNazi. Perusing the ad that's insanely thick for the Christmas season, because apparently Jesus died so we could shop.

And up walks scraggy shaggy. Asking the pharmacist prices. Wanting to know the price of a "little white pill" that's for blood pressure.

Pharm-"Um, there's a lot of those. Do you know the name?"
VM-"Lisinop."
P-"You mean lisinopril?"
VM-"No. Lisinop."
P-"Well, there's no medication called 'lisinop' so the label must have cut off the rest of the name."
VM-"OK, it's 20/12.5."
P-"That means there's hydrochlorothiazide in it too."
Pharmacist gives him the price for 60.
VM- "And I take 100mg of hydrochlorothiazide a day. One four times a day. It's a little pink pill."
P- "But there's already HCTZ with the lisinopril you're taking."
VM- "Well, that's what I take."
Pharmacist gives him the price for 120.
VM- "I have insurance. It's a $10 co-pay."
P-"Then it would be the same here. If you have insurance, it's the same regardless of where you go."
VM- "My co-pay is $10."
P-"Then it would be $10 here. IT WILL BE THE SAME REGARDLESS OF WHERE YOU GO."
For those of you who don't know, HCTZ is a water pill. Makes you pee a lot. Most people just take one. And this guy supposedly takes 6 a day. Piss should have been running down his leg. Maybe it was.
VM- "Um, and can I get the price for 6 viagra?"
Pharmacist gives him the price.
Creepy viagra man leaves.
P-" He was just asking me those other prices because he just really wanted a price on the viagra."
Me- "You think? How did you see through that one?"
P- "I don't know, it was hard."
Me- "Well, since he's taking SIX HCTZ a day, maybe he pissed out his brains."
For some men, viagra should be considered a concealed weapon. Seriously creep me out. Get your limp flannel self out of here. Visible shudder visible shudder visible shudder.

Gotta love the "smart" erectile disfunct guy who thinks he's being smooth by asking other questions first. We know your agenda. And we don't like it.

Where's the female version? It's supposedly been in the works for about a decade now. Doesn't surprise me though. If men can't figure the real thing out, how are they going to make a pill for it?

Would be helpful after a woman sees creepazoids like that though. Eewwwww. The Lord Giveth and the Lord Taketh. Maybe it's just me, but I think He did it for a reason.


Wow. That was the easiest post for me to write ever. You people should write more stuff like this for me to find. Don't e-mail it to me, that would be too easy. Prove yourselves stalkworthy and you'll win my heart.

I Work For An Employer Who Is Wise

An employer who likes to make money. Fine. I'm a general fan of money myself, and until the revolution comes that's just the way it is. I can deal.

My employer likes to think about how it can make more money, make plans that involve making more money, and call meetings to let employees know what it has decided are the best ways to make more money. One such meeting was held recently involving all the pharmacy managers in our district. At this meeting it was emphasized to the pharmacy managers the importance of keeping payroll costs under control. Putting money in the hands of employees means less money for the corporation the pharmacy managers were told, and this must be avoided whenever possible.

Every store's pharmacy manager was there at the all day meeting so they could be told of the importance of controlling payroll. Every store was open at the time. Which meant that every store in the district had a staff pharmacist, like me, earning time and a half for the last 4 hours of a 12 hour shift that day. I probably won't laugh all the way to the bank, but I'm sure I'll let out a chuckle or two.

The managers were paid mileage to get to the meeting.

Just In Case You Thought It Was Ok To Let Up On The Jihad Watch.....

....it's not. Not even for a little bit:

TAMPA, Florida (AP) -- A college student who told police she had been raped was jailed for two days after officers found an old warrant accusing her of failing to pay restitution for a 2003 theft arrest.

While she was behind bars, a jail worker refused to give her a second dose of the morning-after contraceptive pill because of the worker's religious convictions, the college student's attorney said.

The 21-year-old woman was released Monday only after attorney Vic Moore reported her plight to the local media.

There's nothing for me to add here.