Procrastinators Non-Anonymous,
There's only a few people I know who aren't major procrastinators. I'm sadly not one of them. And I would bet even they are closet procrastinators and are simply good at putting up a diligent front. Or they're aliens. Yes, either they're closet procrastinators or they're aliens. There's no other logical reasoning. Book it!
However, there is one defense for procrastination: if your problem may go away by itself in the future, then it is logical to put off addressing it now. One application of this is to wait out the common cold. There's no cure anyway, and the doctor to justify a copay will just prescribe some new formulation you could get over the counter anyway (yes, this particular formulation of a decades old antihistamine and decongestant is sooooo much better than Claritin-D or Zyrtec-D). If you can't tell, I have a serious aversion to drug companies.
But for the most part, procrastination is a vice that many of us try to purge ourselves of and frequently end up unsuccessful. But we manage, either by the carrot (incentives) or the stick (punishment). The problem grows fierce when there's no carrot nor stick, as in my case now.
On my work week, I delay everything to my off week because it's direly important that I get enough sleep so I'm alert and focused so I don't make a misfill and get my pants sued off of me. On my off week, I go out carousing and making jolly, killing brain cells and spending 5-10 hours straight reading fine literature. All the while the to-do-list piles up in the corner, ignored the like red-headed step-child, who is soulless and therefore undeserving of love. And then the end of the week arrives, and the bill comes due.
And so here I am scrounging about for Form 4868 to file an income tax extension*, to do more work than is necessary if I had done it right the first time around.
Oh, I'll never change.
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During school, there were reset switches. Let me explain: When making the most of life not studying for a test, the elapsed time until the test doesn't change. The test will still be in 2 weeks whether you like it or not. And I really don't understand why people assumed that I studied all night and day for stuff. I didn't and I don't. It's a gift to guess between A-B-C-D-E a little more than 90% of the time.
So the day before the test like every other super-studious student, I crack open my notes to page 1 of 1,000 and curse the day I was born into this world which has tests and isn't just a whole Montessori-it's-okay-just-try-your-best-you're-all-winners delusion. But my test-taking skills prevail, and the procrastination is reinforced instead of punished: if I can study just a day before a test and still make the same grade, then what is the point of studying in advance. Hate me; you know you want to.
But then the situation is reset: that test is over, and then there's the next one which you have 2 weeks to study for. It's like a 2-player Halo game: when your partner gets to the next checkpoint, you get to go along for the ride even though you hardly did any work. And at the end of the year, there's a giant reset button and you get the summer off to do whatever the hell you please.
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When you beat the game (grade school & college), however, the resets and checkpoints mostly disappear. That same task you wrote down to clean out your notes and have a huge, purgative bonfire will remain there until you actually complete it. Your dumbbell set stares at you condemningly when you don't work out ('I worked out yesterday!' 'But you didn't work out today...FAIL'). The stuff you said you'd sell on eBay remains unsold. Etc, etc ad nauseam.
Okay, so today, I'm going to listen to some music, reconcile some receipts, and clean out my room. I predict I will complete just 1 out of 3, and that would be the listening to music task.
Queue Default's Wasting My Time.
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*Not really--the government owes me a fat check every year since they take out 1/3 of my income, and I file my taxes as early as possible so those bastards can't get more interest off of MY money.
Saturday, October 2
Friday, October 1
Pre-Filled Flu Syr
Dear new techs,
The bad part about working at a brand new store is that you can hardly find a pharmacy technician with any experience. All those AIU, Remington, ITT tech places promising thorough training and career placement have fine print saying jobs aren't guaranteed. The reason being that employers want people with real-world understanding of the job. But when you open in a brand new market, those trade school grads are the ones you can find with some exposure, however minimal.
Though you can find a truly remarkable individual once in a while who ends up being really great but didn't have any experience initially, that is the exception. Experience matters, period.
But luckily for me, the techs at my store have a good attitude towards learning, which is really the most important characteristic in my opinion.
With new techs, you do see some pretty funny situations such as a tech saying that we were out of stock of albuterol MDI ('Dude, there's ProAir, Proventil, or Ventolin...pick one') or ordering Indocin suppositories because that's all that was pulled up in the computer when they typed 'Indocin' (brand for Indomethacin, which we had 10 bottles on the shelf).
But the one that took the cake, which I could see myself doing if I had a brain fart, was this:
I came in one night and noticed that we had low-dose heparin syringes, the kind that they used to clear out or push through medicines in IV lines in hospitals. It's pretty common in hospital pharmacies which usually carry several cases of them. But not in a retail pharmacy--if you have an IV line, you should probably be in a hospital or a long-term care facility. And IV drugs are probably not going to be covered under prescription insurance anyway.
Anyway, I laughed at it, chalking it up to ordering error, which happens a lot. The syringes came in white boxes with about 50 in each. In turn, the 4 white boxes fit inside a large cardboard box, which had the label: BD Pre-Filled Flush Syringes.
My goodness, so that's the reason! BD Pre-Filled Flush Syringes. I guess one of the techs thought that the 'BD Pre-Filled Flu Syr' in the wholesaler catalog was the pre-filled flu syringes that we've been using like warmcakes*.
And we can't return it because it's 'generic', but at least it's cheap. So if you need some flush syringes, get a prescription and then holla at yo boy.
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*Flu shots haven't exactly been flying off the shelf. Maybe 10/week if that?
The bad part about working at a brand new store is that you can hardly find a pharmacy technician with any experience. All those AIU, Remington, ITT tech places promising thorough training and career placement have fine print saying jobs aren't guaranteed. The reason being that employers want people with real-world understanding of the job. But when you open in a brand new market, those trade school grads are the ones you can find with some exposure, however minimal.
Though you can find a truly remarkable individual once in a while who ends up being really great but didn't have any experience initially, that is the exception. Experience matters, period.
But luckily for me, the techs at my store have a good attitude towards learning, which is really the most important characteristic in my opinion.
With new techs, you do see some pretty funny situations such as a tech saying that we were out of stock of albuterol MDI ('Dude, there's ProAir, Proventil, or Ventolin...pick one') or ordering Indocin suppositories because that's all that was pulled up in the computer when they typed 'Indocin' (brand for Indomethacin, which we had 10 bottles on the shelf).
But the one that took the cake, which I could see myself doing if I had a brain fart, was this:
I came in one night and noticed that we had low-dose heparin syringes, the kind that they used to clear out or push through medicines in IV lines in hospitals. It's pretty common in hospital pharmacies which usually carry several cases of them. But not in a retail pharmacy--if you have an IV line, you should probably be in a hospital or a long-term care facility. And IV drugs are probably not going to be covered under prescription insurance anyway.
Anyway, I laughed at it, chalking it up to ordering error, which happens a lot. The syringes came in white boxes with about 50 in each. In turn, the 4 white boxes fit inside a large cardboard box, which had the label: BD Pre-Filled Flush Syringes.
My goodness, so that's the reason! BD Pre-Filled Flush Syringes. I guess one of the techs thought that the 'BD Pre-Filled Flu Syr' in the wholesaler catalog was the pre-filled flu syringes that we've been using like warmcakes*.
And we can't return it because it's 'generic', but at least it's cheap. So if you need some flush syringes, get a prescription and then holla at yo boy.
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*Flu shots haven't exactly been flying off the shelf. Maybe 10/week if that?
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