OK, so we're at an impasse here --- you can't come up with any insurance information and have decided to annoy everyone who's waiting while you pace around in front of the counter with your cell phone, calling God knows who to demand that information because heaven forbid you should be responsible for having a clue.
Even if there was not a pandemic flu going around, I would issue the same warning:
Do not, I repeat, DO NOT hand me your icky-sticky cell phone and expect me to talk to whoever is on the other end because you "don't understand what I need." Today, I could not think of anything more obnoxious. Ugh.
PS... What I need is your damn card.
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Do what I do. Spray it with Lysol before they hand it to ya. That gets the point across hehe
Ugh. Anytime anyone tried to hand me a cell phone across the counter I just responded by handing them our card and telling them if they need to talk to me they can call into the pharmacy line.
A line has to be drawn somewhere.
Drives me nuts when they do that.
I once had someone hand me their bluetooth ear piece across the counter and ask me to talk to his wife. I think I blinked twice before I declined and called her back on the store phone.
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