Snotty Pharmacy Staff

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I went into a local chemist to get some Co-Codamol for Mrs Norman.

But the woman (it’s always a woman who gets snotty) says in a condescending tone ‘You do know that hey are reaaaally addictive’.

My reply was that the old lady only wants them for three days because of dental treatment. I also said what would you do if you bought some booze at a supermarket and the cunt behind the till said ‘This could cause alcoholism you know’? They would get the hump and tell them to mind their own business.

Now I know there will be those who will say ‘It’s their job’ but one could tell this old bitch thought that a Newton Heath accent spells ‘Riff Raff’ and ‘druggies’.

Well she can fuck off. The guidelines and ‘warning’ are perfectly clear on the box and neither I or my wife need telling.

Nosy bastard.

Nominated by: Norman 

66 thoughts on “Snotty Pharmacy Staff”

  1. This cunting sits along side the one for doctors receptionist’s from a while back.
    Just because they spend all day getting people to sign prescriptions or confirm their address or date of birth when they collect a prescription, it does not make them qualified pharmacist’s😒.

    Perhaps you need to go in and put a bottle of baby lotion or ky jelly on the counter, then proceed to ask a stream of embarrassing questions:
    -excuse me, which of these lubricants is best for anal sex?
    That might do it😂👍

    • Yes general it does and it has me in a bit of a quandary because the women, yes always women, in my current pharmacy are so very nice and offer solace after enduring the horrors of the doctors so called surgery house of cunts.

      Decision yes on reflection I they are by and large cunts. I remember going to pick up some antibiotics and soothing cream many years ago and the old bat at the pharmacy wanted to discus their usage.

      The look on the old bat’s face when in a loud voice I told her they were for my std infection and the cream was for the end of my nob was priceless.

    • I’ve taken to reciting my name address and date of birth to every checking busybody in “robotic monotone”.

      However Having to do so is starting to really get on my tits, and soon I’ll shift up a gear to “aggressive dalek”

    • Excuse me miss, which of these lubricants is best for anal sex? I only ask because you look like you’d know!

    • The oil idea is a classic, CG. Nice one.

      What I hate about this particular chemist is the very same woman will let a woman -any fucking woman – buy what they want without a whisper. Some tart constantly goes in for Nurofen Plus, but the same bint who was snide with me just says to her in a cheery tone ‘Well, if you need them you need them’ and the usual wimmin’s blabbering crap like ‘I understand and ‘Ooooh! I know, love’. The usual babbling tripe they come out with.

      I buy some pills for the old lady just once and her voice is dripping in disdain and snot. Well, she can knob off.

      And the cunts fucking overcharge and all.

      • Thing is if she was a fit ‘un, or a bit saucy or milfmongous, I might have let her get away with it.

        But she isn’t, so bollocks. Bird who works in the Spar is stunning, mind. A proper bend over the counter job.

  2. The lass in the chemist near me is fit.
    I’m abusing my health in order to visit more.
    A very wise move on my part I’m sure.

  3. Always some ‘I know best’ interfering nosey cunt nowadays.
    Although think they have to tell you this as part of the job?
    (Daughter worked in a pharmacy for a few years)
    But its how they say it!
    Patronising,
    Like the receptionist at doctors surgery,
    Your not medically trained,
    Your a phone monkey!
    Could train a Chimp to do your job.
    Mind your own business.

    • Many years ago I took a prescription for the morning after pill to a pharmacy. For context,I had taken the usual pill and then later in the day had been ill due to dodgy food,this apparently is risky. I was a married woman as well. I was treated like absolute scum in the pharmacy,like I was on the game or something. Husband and i were very hard up so a child at that point would have been disastrous..I have never forgotten that incident,the fucking judgmental cunts,i felt like putting their windows through.

  4. Ever since anyone even remotely connected to the NHS has been canonised there has been an increase in this “don’t you know who I am” attitude. From surgery receptionist to pharmacy till staff, jumped up helmets with delusions of adequacy.
    No. You have a menial task, now run along and take the packet from the shelf and ring it up.
    No. You do not get a round of applause for doing a simpletons job.

  5. I went into a pharmacy to get some viagra. I asked the assistant if I could get it over the counter? She said maybe if I took 2 or 3. My Daughter is a qualified dispenser and tells me about the unbelievable amount of shit she has to put up with from low- life scagheads, who get aggressive when they have to wait for their trip to Methodonia or get refused. Not the easiest job in the world to do because a lot of people want advice when they should be at a bursting at the seams doctors surgery where you get 5 minutes for 1 problem and get swiftly shoved out the door.

    • Morning Rob,
      Yes pharmacy counter staff get a lot of abuse off arsey customers, smackrats, and impatient cunts .
      My daughter used to be fuming when shed come home because your not allowed to tell them to get fucked.
      Dealing with the general public is always a nightmare,
      Im lucky, I can tell them to fuck off with impunity.😀

    • Yes this, I currently much prefer a smile from my current pharmacist girls than a frown and so called advice from my Quacks/quacks receptionist ..

  6. I prefer self service in pharmacy. I hate it when you have to ask the assistant. I went into one not long ago for talcum powder and she said “certainly sir – will you walk this way?. I said if I could walk this way I wouldn’t need talcum powder.

    Anal-Ease Dodds went to a small independent chemist at the weekend and asked for a bedpan. The assistant said “I’m sorry madam, we don’t keep them – have you tried Boots?” and AnalEase said “I have, but it keeps leaking through the lace holes”

    I’ll get my coat.

  7. Although not a Chemists I remember a few years ago when I went to pick up a new saw and had to listen to a spotty 16 year old explain and demonstrate to me how to safely start and operate it.

    I’ve bought a lot of saws over the years and mainly from the same supplier. This time when I got there the old Cunt who owns the place shouted from the office that he was busy and just to go round the back of the workshop where one of the lads was just finishing setting it up…off I went to find a young trainee holding my new saw..when I reached out to take it,he snatched it away and told me that he couldn’t give it to me until he’d shown me how to safely start and operate it…I was just filling my lungs to give him a fucking mouthful when I noticed his boss and the other 2 who worked there peeping round the workshop doors giggling…obviously hoping to witness an explosion of Fuck Offs from me…instead I listened and watched his demo. When he’d finished I asked if I could try starting it under his supervision…took it,attempted to start it, said I wasn’t strong enough to pull the start-cord…. he again explained the
    decompression button…and I tried again…still couldn’t manage to pull the cord…told him that the saw was obviously far too much for a man of my delicacies and to take it back to his boss and tell him that I no longer wanted it…off he went to tell the giggling gaggle lurking behind the doors. That got the old Cunt of a boss out…roaring and laughing.

    I still see the young laddie when I go now…although he’s not so young these days…and he never fails to ask me if I need a demonstration or instruction when I buy anything.

    • Morning Dick,
      I used to go watch the ‘chainsaw championship’ at Cheshire Game & Country Show.
      From all over the world these blokes, theyd carve massive fuckin sculptures and theyd be auctioned off at the end.
      Sometimes see their work in posh gardens,
      Fuck knows who delivered them,
      Some must be best part of a ton in weight.

      • I’ve got a friend who competes…fucking incredible what he produces. I’m afraid that I haven’t got the patience or artistic ability.

        Hope the tooth’s better.

      • Its ok thanks Dick just waiting for it to be yanked out.
        Those chainsaw blokes are pretty talented right enough,
        Enjoyed watching them.
        They sell mini chainsaws now Dick, seen them?
        Obviously not for your line of work, but for pruning in a back garden theyre pretty handy.
        Or as weapon!!😁😁

      • “ just waiting for it to be yanked out.
        Those chainsaw blokes are pretty talented right enough.”

        Fuckin’ hell Mis. that tooth must be giving you some gyp if you’ve got to have it out with a chainsaw. What’s your dentist use for fillings- a pneumatic drill?
        😀

      • Hello Bertie,
        I had to call in the tree surgeons as my tooth had ‘deep roots’.

      • Afternoon,Bertie.

        We once yanked an old fella’s tooth out in the Pub with a pair of pliers…he asked us to do it after he’d filled up on whisky…thought it took a bit of yarking out but didn’t really care until hearing the next day that his daughter had to call an ambulance after he got home and the bleeding wouldn’t stop..apparently we’d had a large lump of gum out with the tooth.
        Daft old Cunt.

      • 😅 Greetings Dick. I think you’d taken every precaution available to you by ensuring the pliers were sterilised. 😀

  8. Pharmacy staff in asda Cardiff are cunts as well, pretending they dont notice there is a que forming while they chat shit, why does nobody ever shout OUi YOu, YES YES YOU DOING FUCK ALL HIDING BEHIND THE FROSTED GLASS DOOR, WE DONT NEED TO KNOW WHY YOUR BOYFREIND IS FUCKing YOUR BEST FREIND, just come out here and sort my blood pressure tablets before i have a fucking annurism, anyway if you talk to him in that high and mighty tone im not surprised.
    Drs receptionists are cunts as well, hospital admin staff, infact all the poeple at the bottom of the ladder,xthat andcthe fucking immigrants and spongers is why the NHS is fucked….

      • As soon as anybody says Welsh, I always think of Under Milk Wood…., starless and Bible black. I’ve just thought of a great ISAC non-de-plume – Organ Morgan, or if female Mrs. Organ Morgan.

        I am after the Radio 3 repeats again.

        If anyone wants to use that we can work out rates. Cheque or PayPal

      • I heard it, too. Very sad that he virtually drank himself to death on his American lecture tour – I would have been too busy going to the burlesque shows, but he had a deep resonant voice. Every now and then they still repeat the classic (I refuse to say “iconic”, though in this instance that is probably the correct word) 1954 radio production by Douglas Cleverdon with Richard Burton as the first voice. He was as close to Thomas in timbre than anyone though Glyn Houston came a close second.

      • Im selling 2 of my non de plumes mr Boggs,

        Tongueswallower Gammon
        And
        Harvey price casualty.

        Open to offers?

      • I couldn’t afford the corsetry needed for Harvey, MNC – mind you it would restart the British Steel factory and put them in a good financial position – especially if Diane and Emily put in an order as well!

  9. This is yet another elf ‘n’ safety ishoo, corporate back-coveriing exercise. It may be that the counter hand doesn’t like it any more than you but has to issue warnings in case a chancer on heroin sues Boots for addicting them to opiates.

    My favourite is, when buying my regulation 32 tabs of aspirin (no more by law, or you may commit suicide in one of the most painful ways imaginable on the stuff) being told that I shouldn’t give it to under-16’s. Every time. My old man worked for a pharmaceutical company, and brought back free samples of their products. I was given their aspirin for headaches before I was 6, and it did me a lot less harm than the regular beatings…which never did, etc.

    • #MeToo. My mum used to grind up half an aspirin with a teaspoonful of sugar to give me as an under 6 year old. But then, she was a nurse.

      Strict division of labour saw my Victorian dad take care of the beatings which, coincidentally, never did, etc….

  10. I’m quite jealous of you lot today. It sounds as if you all have pharmacists that speak English !

  11. You do realise that doctors receptionists follow a script to direct you to the right care path? The majority, around here at least, have no choice, just like a 999 call handler. Haven’t a clue about pharmacys but I’d wager it’s the same.

  12. During the first lockdown I went past the Boots in the high street and watched as two white uniformed harridans laid into some poor sod who was not standing on one of the “socially distanced” little circles they had put down on the pavement for queuing OUTSIDE the fucking shop. The cunt must have been desperate to take such shit.

    Shops generally are not really interested in selling shit anymore, more interested in getting you to stand in certain positions, wear masks, only use cards, not enter particular areas. I haven’t bought any new clothes since March. Luckily I always buy hard wearing, quality clobber. I would rather wind up looking like a tramp than encourage the bossy shouty cunts to think they have me where they want me.

    During the lockdown just gone. I went into the local WH Smith to post a letter. I mentioned to the idiot woman there that it was anomalous that they should be allowed to sell Christmas cards when the poor sods at Card Factory up the road, who make a living from selling Christmas cards, had been forced to close. The silly cunt could not see it. Instead she just kept repeating WH Smith is essential, it has a post office. Maybe it was that I used the word anomalous that threw her, or maybe it was just that she was a cunt.

    Anyway, enjoy the new lockdown everyone. You know it makes sense. Hands, Face, Fucking Arsehole Cunts.

  13. Speaking of paracetamol, todays Top Tip:

    Various ‘brands’ of paracetamol on the shelf. Buy the cheapest. They are EXACTLY the same. Tesco’s own brand for 13p will be the same as the two quid brand you have. A gram of paracetamol is a gram of paracetamol however much they cost. A fact I’ve pointed out to a few pensioners perusing them whilst I’ve been shopping after a quick flash of my badge. (Not a euphemism). I’m not a total cunt, after all.

    No need to thank me!

    • It’s now just paracetamol, it’s pretty much anything with an active medical ingredient. I don’t remember the last time I bought any medicine, of any description, that was branded. Look at the PL number on the boxes and, if they’re the same, buy the cheapest.

      • Correct, Moggie. If it says ‘paracetamol’, it’s ‘paracetamol’, etc. The ingrediants are exactly the same regardless of cost. Designed for fuckwits who only buy branded products.

      • It’s only now in the last few weeks that I’ve been able to buy paracetamol from the supermarket because it’s been in short supply. Apparently, most of the world’s paracetamol is produced in India and they’ve been restricting exports. And guess what? Most of the raw ingredients are produced and sent to India by Rinky Dink Land! We are well and truly fucked if we can’t even produce a basic pain killer for ourselves.

      • It’s really fucking annoying the supply of paracetamol. Since it became more freely available I’ve only been able to buy 1728 boxes of the stuff.

      • You don’t seem to be able to resist the urge to reply to almost every comment available.

      • Robin, I get a bit over responsive sometimes, then I’m slapped down as a troll! Enjoy your slap down!

      • Thanks Three Strokes👍

        It was a bit bizarre – up until I put up the post that Bertie so kindly responded to, there were about 45 posts by other people, but none by me!

        There are several other threads that I don’t put any post on at all because I can’t think of anything interesting or relevant to add.

        I dunno, maybe Bertie was just having an off day? We’ve All been there.

  14. I have to admit, I got a bit arsey at my local Well pharmacy a couple of months ago when I went to pick up some meds for the wife on a Monday. After waiting 20 minutes, they told me that the prescription had been received on the previous Thursday morning, and that two weeks earlier, Well had brought in a new policy of sending certain prescriptions to a central location, where it was filled out by robot. I was then told to come back next the Monday.

    I always try to be polite, but sometimes it’s difficult. I told them that my wife needed the meds as she only had that day’s left. Then I told them it would have been nice if they’d informed people of this change in procedure, and even nicer if they’d allowed people to exercise their right to choose whether to have their prescription sent off site, for the honour of having to wait nine days to get a prescription that should, and could have been filled right there. I wouldn’t mind, but it was only one pack of pills.

    There were no signs up informing customers of the change, and when I asked how they decided whose scripts were to be picked to be sent to this central limbo, I got a vague and mostly incoherent answer, which makes think it’s entirely arbitrary. The wife stays with this pharmacy because it’s next door to the surgery, which is pointless since they no longer do paper scripts anymore. And that’s another pain in the arse. And they’re shite. Since the end of April, they’ve had four changes of staff. I went to the surgery and had them cancel that script and send a new one to another pharmacy. Got it within the hour.

  15. Pharmacy assistants have to give the spiel to cover themselves legally, – where I live the smack rats are disgusting abusive ill mannered little pieces of shit who think their filthy vices are more important than the feelings of the person behind the counter and I could not do their job as there would be a surge in headbutting and baseball battery.
    Doctors receptionists are a different thing – I had occasion to see the quack with regard to a back injury, the clinical waste behind the counter shouts “and what’s the problem”?
    The red rag had been presented to the bull so I gave out “The problem? A big fat bitch who answers phones but thinks she’s a doctor – is there a real one available”?
    The entire waiting area collapsed in laughter and the beast sweated and waddled over to the computer in silence – turns out she had been warned several times for being a nosy gossiping bitch and as far as I am aware she does not work there anymore.

    • Exactly the same at our Doctors, Vern. Fucking nosy cunt reception asking what’s up with you. Went the other month as my Plymouth’s have been bad recently. She must have seen me walking in like John Wayne, “Can I ask what the problem is?” I really wasn’t in the mood so I actually did say “My Plymouth’s are playing up” She’s never asked me again when I go in.

  16. I was warned by one such that Anadin Extra were unsuitable to use alongside other medicines I was on. I told her I’d checked with a specialist who was overseeing my treatment in hospital and he said they were OK – but she still wouldn’t serve me with them. So I went to another pharmacy down the road. I’ve since gone back to the first one and bought Anadin Extra just for my own satisfaction. I mainly get them from the supermarket anyway, cheaper.

    I have millions of Co-Codamol, which I tried to cancel from my repeat prescription but they still keep coming. Well, if I need to top myself they will come in useful I suppose. On second thoughts, I’ll get some extra Anadin Extra. I refer those.

    Bottoms Up!

      • It’s the codeine (an opiate) in them that makes them addictive. If you only take them once or twice a month, you shouldn’t have a problem.

        I took them on a daily basis for about 2 months at one time (back injury) and it was not a pleasant experience coming off them…

        Codeine can also cause constipation.

      • I was on pure codeine phosphate for three years (long story. Hospitalised for 10 weeks in 2002). It did its job, but when my Doctor took me off them in 2005 I wasn’t that arsed and I didn’t miss them. I was more upset about giving up cigarettes.

    • Anadin’s a ripoff. The ordinary one is equivalent to 300mg aspirin and a cup of coffee. The Extra adds paracetamol to the mix.Take 2 cheapo aspirin , two cheapo paracetamol ( they can be mixed),spend the money you save on a decent coffee to go with it, and you’re probably getting better pain relief. See DVI Gene above. Spot on.

  17. It’s like the Spanish Inquisition.

    ‘Are you buying them for yourself?’

    ‘No, I am buying them for some kids outside’ (Not the best line to use as Pharmacy Staff have about as much a sense of humour than US Immigration).

    ‘Have you used them before?’
    ‘Are you taking any other medication?’
    ‘Only allowed to sell you 16 paracetamol’

    Fuck me!

    I can go to any drug store in the USA and buy a tub of 1000 paracetamol straight off the shelf and no-one gives a shit.

    Just another example of the nanny state interfering in peoples lives because they know better than we do what’s good for us.

  18. Thing is, they are pure nosy cunts.They (well this particular twat anyroad) always asks ‘Who are they for?’ I just said my mrs had been to the dentist. Then I got all that lecture in that school ma’am tone about the things being addictive. My old lady won’t take pills unless she absolutely has to and the dentist told her to. From now on – if I ever go in again – I will tell the cunts fuck all. I shall just say it’s personal. No more, no less. Tell the fuckers nothing. You are not obliged to do so. Fuck them.

  19. Ask these cunts which box you need to tick on the back to ensure you dont get dumped with a fine. They have massive sign to say make sure you dont tick the wrong box and assume your exempt. Guess what the response is. We cannot advise you!

    Absolute cunts.

  20. Had the same thing happen to me, this fat jobsworth bitch starts her warning rant with “people hate me for saying this but I have to tell you anyway”, so I let her spout her shite about whatever it was that was so important that it elevated her momentarily from shop assistant to fucking neurosurgeon, when she’d finished I politely informed her that I didn’t think it was because of the warning details that people hated her. Chuffed with myself I left to get smacked off my tits on headache tablets.

  21. There’s a couple, on this thread that remind me of ‘That’ Community First Responder or First Aid at Work wallah that starts to give us a comprehensive diagnosis of the patient we’ve been called to, provided by their SATS probe and a pulse check….

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