You Know What's Bullshit?

Co workers. There's always that one ass clown who has these ridiculous expectations of the people he works with, knowing damn well he'd never live up to these expectations himself.

So this morning at about 1:07 am, my co worker. . . Let's call him "Nick", called me because one of the morning technicians called off. Now, i am already scheduled to arrive at six am, and am staying until closing (around 5:30 pm) because there isn't anyone else there for the rest of the day. This, in and of itself, is something he'd never in a million years do. At 2pm, he'd hightail it outta there regardless of what kind of shit storm he was leaving the closing pharmacist to deal with. Anyway, i told him i can't open because i'm coming in for second run and closing. He paused, and i just KNEW he was gonna suggest i take a long lunch or something. Then he said, "Well, can't you like, go home for a couple of hours after first run and then come back?" Like he'd ever do that for someone else.

Me: "No, retard. I have to make second run, which happens about an hour and a half after first run's done."

Nick: "Oh. . ."

Me: "Was there something else?"

Nick: "Well what am i going to do about first run?"

Me: "You'll have to help the techs draw." *click*

Now you're probably feeling sorry for poor Nick, but let me tell you something: The pharmacist who did first run yesterday only had two techs to draw, and he helped them out once he got done compounding the drugs. Nick is the kind of guy you'd actually have to TELL "Hey, help the techs out when you're done!" because apparently when HE went to pharmacy school, he was encouraged to believe that when he graduated and got a job, he'd be given a legion of technicians to command so that he'd never have to lift one of those well-manicured fingers to do anything he didn't feel like doing. And Nick never feels like doing anything that isn't pharmacist-ly.

The perfect solution to the problem in his mind: Call in the closing tech to work a 16.5 hour day so that he doesn't have to draw doses. I wish i lived in whatever alternate reality these assholes live in, so life could be all about me too.