Dear Pharmacy that shall not be Named;
If just 25% of U.S. families used 10 fewer plastic bags a month, we would save over 2.5 billion bags a year.* So tell me; why do you have such a problem with my bringing my own bag? Last time I had to tell the clerk twice, loudly and clearly, before she looked at me with a confused expression and then set the plastic bag down. I guess I'll take the confused expression over the eye roll I've gotten several other times.
Well, dear Pharmacy, let's look at another wasteful habit. Every single time a clerk hands out a (stupid little plastic) bag, it contains advertising. Flu shots, diabetes supplies, the smart phone app for refills - I don't need these. Really. And when I hand back the paper with a "Thanks, but I've already had my flu shot," the paper doesn't go to another customer; it goes in the recycling. What the heck? Your carbon footprint approaches Paul Bunyan's print in size.
Pharmacy, dear, oh Ye Who Shall Not be Named, I just moved the bulk of my maintenance medications to another provider. I no longer plan to make multiple trips per month, tolerate the attitude, or accept the outrageous amount of waste generated.
Got it? Oh. I didn't think so. Never mind.
Sincerely,
Daisy
Labels: depression, illness
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3 Comments:
Amen, Sister. And can't we figure out an eco-friendlier way to dispense those Rx's than those awful plastic bottles with their kid-proof double-layered tops?
Crazy, isn't it? It costs them to provide these things, you'd think they'd be GLAD not to!
Customer "service" no longer exists. The staff is "trained" to do it a certain way, and cannot adjust to using common sense!
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