Bang! Listen in all. You try dispensing 300+ items on a Friday afternoon whilst conducting medicines use reviews, supply of emergency hormonal contraception, smoking cessation therapy, supervised methadone consumption along with putting up with the general ignorance of Joe Hypochondriac.
I've just seen that thread over on fruit forums and quite frankly I feel angrier than someone who has just put £40 into a £5 jackpot Red playing Mega Spins *4 numbers and got one board that killed on the first gamble. Yes I'm that angry.
Any job that involves providing such an important service as healthcare with face to face contact with the public is going to be stressful.
I know there is some kind of animal fantasy love random wotsit thingymy going on which seems to have set a few people dead against Ben, however it's not just whinging without substance on his part.
Some serious f*****g immaturity about.
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ATTENTION PLEASE: "I JACKPOT GEORGE NUDGEMAN STREAKYBOOMER HAVE AN EMPTIER SYSTEM FOR A FRUIT MACHINE THAT IS OUT THERE AT THE MOMENT."
"BY A COMPLEX SERIES OF SQUEAKS AND BLOOPS I CAN EMPTY THE HOPPER IF I SO WISH. HOWEVER AT THE MOMENT I AM PLAYING IT SAFE AND JUST TAKING A BIT OUT."
That's the truth by the way. I do actually have an emptier. An emptier. Fancy that. I have an emptier. Pretty amazing huh? An emptier? Me? Yes. Ha ha!
What was this thread about again? Oh yeah. Smoking. Let the buggers smoke for Pete's sake, if you can't smoke in a pub where the blimin' 'eck can you smoke? I went into this one pub, nice little placards saying no smoking at the bar. Shame isn't it? I mean come on, get a grip, maybe ban smoking around babies, but in a pub? Come on. Damn right about taxing sex and that lot, pity about all that immature Pharmacy stuff.
Anyway. Jesus, it really is bed time.