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Well, as you may possibly have noticed, I don't really like my job of pharmacy technician very much these days. It has basically been crushing my soul to bits for quite some time, it has.

I am happy to say that as of today, I got a new job! I decided back in March to get my resume in order. In April, put it "out there", at the unemployment office and various venues. I was fairly clear in it that I did NOT want to work as a pharmacy technician. I was looking for something more office-y, preferably with a focus on medical type paperwork or whatever. I got a call for an interview last Thursday for this outfit called Personal Touch which does home health nursing and housekeeping for disabled and elderly people. It is pretty much EXACTLY what I was looking for. Answering the phone, filling out forms, filing, reordering supplies, all that jazz. I got a call back today at about 2pm that I got the job if I want it. And I want it.

There is one catch. My mother-in-law is the nursing supervisor. Now, my mother-in-law is not a bad person, she is just really, really, really high strung and can be pretty loud. The opposite of me, really. I sit and do my job quietly. She is on the phone all day panicking about little things, or this is my experience with her on a personal level to date. I have yet to WORK with her in a professional environment. Who knows, maybe she's different. But fortunately, my mother-in-law despises office work and would rather be in the field doing nurse-stuff, which means, the better I get at this job the LESS I will see her.

Now, I realize this mother-in-law revelation has you wondering if she "got me the job" or if I deserve it. The fact is, I applied for it through unemployment without her even knowing. My interview was conducted by a woman named Elaine from the human resources branch of this organization in another town. Elaine said that based on my resume, I seemed "more than qualified" and that I seemed able to represent myself and the business in a professional manner (I wore a SUIT to this interview and looked fab, if I do say so myself) and then when she called me to offer me job, she said my references were outstanding (one of the pluses of working in a pharmacy with a high turnover rate is that you work with a lot of great people over the years). So, basically my mother-in-law's input over me getting the job was pretty minimal and if anything, I was afraid she might be uncomfortable to work with me.

I'm pretty excited, nervous and anxious. I'm going to go from a job that I know almost everything about to job that I don't even know what to expect on a day to day basis. All I know for certain is that I'm going to leave the soul crushing hell of working a corporate pharmacy behind! Goodness gracious, I hope this position works out...

The other day I waited on this gentleman who had recently had surgery. I was cashing him out for some heavy pain meds, and he asked me if I thought they would help. I told him they were pretty strong stuff and told me the gruesome details of his surgery, about how they had to go and take out a rib to get in there to work on him and such. He then proceeded to almost TAKE HIS SHIRT COMPLETELY OFF in order to show me (quite proudly) the enormous incision cut across his abdomen, held closed by twenty-two staples (I know this because he told me, NOT because I counted them... bleh!). I have to say, I'm actually surprised that it took more than ten years on the job to be flashed by a customer. I suppose it's the pharmacists who usually "get the good stuff."

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Maledicta
07:47 May 18 2009

10 years? You're lucky, I was only in pharmacy for about a month before I got flashed. Third nipple. Not nice.

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