So, we tried getting two scrips filled here today, were told to wait for a phone call, when they were ready. Seems simple enough, righ? Nope, not for these astoundingly incompetent boobs! Three goddamned hours later, no call. so, we had to do for free, what they are getting paid to do, and call the doctor's office, to find out what the hold-up was. Meanwhile, these rite aid brainiacs, said they did not have my husband's info, so, they did not fill the rx. Really? The doctor just phoned in an anonymous scrip? Because that is even a thing that happens, EVER? Yeah, and i was born last night. So, when this "anonymous" rx came in, they didn't think a phone call to the doctor's office was in order, to find out who this "john doe" patient was? So, the first rx FINALLY gets sent over (after a lot of run-around, doing for free, the job of people who are getting paid to do, but are not doing) but not the second rx, at which point, now, we have to call the goddamned doctor's office, yet again, and find out what is going on.
rite aid told us to wait for a text, this time, and another three hours go by, without the promised text, so, we call rite aid again, only to be told the goddamned doctor's office STILL hadn't sent them the rx! So, apparently, neither the doctor, nor the pharmacy cares who is in pain, who is suffering and festering in their condition, and no one at rite aid ever intends to call anyone back, to let them know their prescriptions have arrived. What the hell are these people doing in that building all day? Because these low-life scumbags are clearly not practicing their trade, they clearly do not care they are breaking the hipocratic oath to "do no harm", clearly not fulfilling their entire reason for the existence of their positions, clearly not earning one red cent of their paychecks and are wildly overpaid, because they should, without doubt, be fired, immediately, as they have done not one productive thing all day, from where i am standing. And that is just one day, i can't imagine the mountain of work that is NOT getting done, the otjer 364 days of the year! Thanks, so much, you useless buckets of turd, for causing my husband to suffer in pain, needlessly. I hope being sociopathic monsters, with not one scintilla of moral fiber or work ethic to speak of, is workin' out well for ya. read more