Tuesday, June 17, 2008

The King has a brother.....

Earlier I posted about a physician whom I fondly referred to as The King....today I met his brother The Jester. I'm going to vent here about The Jester... The Jester called and started by yelling at one of my staff (nobody yells at my staff except for me!)...then he started yelling at me. The reason for the yelling is not really this issue, the issue is that this physician was so unreasonably angry that I had to terminate the call with him. Then The Jester called back and told me that when he was done with me that I wouldn't have a pot to piss in and that he'd have my license. Of course I terminated that call as well. Later in the day a patient came to the pharmacy and (upon finding out that I had spoken to The Jester) apologized for The Jester's behavior...that he was embarassed and wanted a recommendation to another prescriber...apparently he was in The Jester's office and witnessed the whole conversation and found it appalling.

I love Karma.

3 comments:

sickofstupidpeople said...

Don't forget the part where the Jester's office then calls my pharmacy and asks for the DM's phone number... Yeah, he's an ass.

RPh2005 said...

hahahahahahaha Yes...he is an ass...and not a very smart one. I hope he called my boss...she was waiting for him. Did I mention I love my boss?

The Ole' Apothecary said...

It's the whipping-boy syndrome. They probably act like the character Patrick Bateman in "American Psycho," stabbing alley drunks and kicking their dogs to death.

Of course, what if the boot were on the other foot, and a pharmacist told a physician out loud, "I'll have your license?" We'd be not only whipped, but hung in effigy in the town square, and served up to the Beadle, and put in the stocks where the public could throw salmonella tomatoes at us.