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kellinator) wrote2005-01-27 04:30 pm
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And as if my day weren't already sucking big hairy monkey balls...
I just got an automated voice mail from the mail-order prescription company my employer uses. The computerized voice says they can't fill my prescription because it didn't say what the strength was supposed to be.
...YOU IDIOTS!! It's fucking Ortho-Evra! It's a patch! That you put on your ass! It doesn't come in strengths! Even a layman like me knows that!
...Motherfucking fucktards.
...YOU IDIOTS!! It's fucking Ortho-Evra! It's a patch! That you put on your ass! It doesn't come in strengths! Even a layman like me knows that!
...Motherfucking fucktards.
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You have my sympathy!
*hugses*,
your friend
Molly
P.S. Any chance you'll be able to make it for the game Sunday? Scott says this will be the last of the reality bombs. We just might get our own reality back. Or whatever passes for reality, with us...
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"Okay, so you got the standard one, that you slap on your ass, for regular women...then you got the Big-Ass Extra-Strength Super-Heavy Duty one, that you wear like a sarong. Extra protection, you know, for hoes."
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Now that I've quit laughing...
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The prescription system that called you is dumb. Call them, and you should be able to get a real person to override the stupid system check and send your stuff out.