Aggression in Public
I went to Elephant Pharmacy to get my Ortho-Tricyclen prescription filled. I haven't needed this filled the entire time I've lived in Berkeley, thanks to an abundant supply from Wash U's health services.
So I went in and flashed the script in front of the pharmacist's assistant and asked him, "How much?" It's taken me a long time as an EP customer before I began to suspect that it isn't my prescriptions that are expensive but the pharmacy's prices. (Yes, there's a difference.)
So, he went away for about five minutes and returned to tell me that it would cost $54. I laughed in his face.
I know it's not his fault that it's so expensive, but I just couldn't help myself. I took the prescription back and started walking away. But then I decided to give them the benefit of the doubt: "Wait, that's for 30 days?" Surely he meant that it was a two-month supply.
"28," he said.
I continued walking, but then I couldn't stop myself. "I used to get this for $10," I said. He nodded. "Without insurance." He nodded. "You guys are absurdly expensive." I had turned into the crotchety old woman who was trying to make a scene. Fortunately, there was no one to take notice. I am ridiculous sometimes.
So, I went down the street to Long's Drugs and had the prescription filled for $39. It's still not great, but it's better than Elephant Pharmacy. I can't believe I've actually been going there on a regular basis.
On a similar note, I've been embarrassing Leon a lot lately in the car. He'll be driving, and I'll flip off the asshole who cuts in front of us or who tries to illegally pass us on the shoulder.
Last night, on our way to the store, I honked the horn at the car in front of us, because he was just sitting in the left-turn lane and wouldn't turn. The man just threw up his hands. Leon said, "No, don't do that!" and so I apologized. I'm going to have to get better control of myself, but only for Leon's sake. I still continue to honk and flip off whomever I choose when I'm behind the wheel.
So I went in and flashed the script in front of the pharmacist's assistant and asked him, "How much?" It's taken me a long time as an EP customer before I began to suspect that it isn't my prescriptions that are expensive but the pharmacy's prices. (Yes, there's a difference.)
So, he went away for about five minutes and returned to tell me that it would cost $54. I laughed in his face.
I know it's not his fault that it's so expensive, but I just couldn't help myself. I took the prescription back and started walking away. But then I decided to give them the benefit of the doubt: "Wait, that's for 30 days?" Surely he meant that it was a two-month supply.
"28," he said.
I continued walking, but then I couldn't stop myself. "I used to get this for $10," I said. He nodded. "Without insurance." He nodded. "You guys are absurdly expensive." I had turned into the crotchety old woman who was trying to make a scene. Fortunately, there was no one to take notice. I am ridiculous sometimes.
So, I went down the street to Long's Drugs and had the prescription filled for $39. It's still not great, but it's better than Elephant Pharmacy. I can't believe I've actually been going there on a regular basis.
On a similar note, I've been embarrassing Leon a lot lately in the car. He'll be driving, and I'll flip off the asshole who cuts in front of us or who tries to illegally pass us on the shoulder.
Last night, on our way to the store, I honked the horn at the car in front of us, because he was just sitting in the left-turn lane and wouldn't turn. The man just threw up his hands. Leon said, "No, don't do that!" and so I apologized. I'm going to have to get better control of myself, but only for Leon's sake. I still continue to honk and flip off whomever I choose when I'm behind the wheel.