24th) at around 8:30 p.m., by a pharmacist who was obviously less than
enthusiastic about having to work on Christmas eve.
"Hello, I'm calling from Local Pharmacy about a refill for Dr.
Grumpy. It's on patient Mrs. Smith, for her Cartia. The idiot's at
her nursing home didn't realize she was all out until 5 minutes ago,
and then were stupid enough to think they could just waltz down here
and get more. But no, there were no refills.
"So if someone could please call me to refill this, this bunch of
bozos at the care home want it tonight. And I'll be here, tonight, on
Christmas Eve, at Local Pharmacy, all damn night. so you can reach me
whenever you call. My name is Joy. Thank you."