"This place is great! This place rocks!" Well, I must be missing the joke here. I've been here let's say, a dozen times to refill prescriptions for my cat. They are compounds and as such need to be called in well ahead of time, but yet within some mystical window because they will not keep them in a fridge for a day. We're never on the same page with this.
The last time was indeed the last straw. The two brothers, reminiscent of the two codgers up in the balcony from 'The Muppet Show', are about as demeaning, condescending and arrogant as one could ever dread encountering. George C. Scott's rendition of "Scrooge" was cuter and cuddlier. The pills (two scripts) ordinarily come to $50. The compounding, which consists of grinding the tiny pills into a powder and combining with some gelatinous goo is another FORTY FIVE DOLLARS. This time, I politely cleared my throat and inquired why.
Before I could finish my sentence, one of the brothers, Waldorf I think, has my response waiting like a finely polished Colt in a gunfighter's holster. He snaps off, "TIME!" Time? Cue the ensuing pissing match. He begins yammering on about taking his car to his mechanic and being charged an exorbitant sum for a tiny turn signal bulb. Then, he very venomously asks, "You go to a doctor don't you? WELL, DON'T YOU?!? Do you ask THEM why it's so expensive??" Yeah, I was pissed. I mean, who doesn't love revisiting those days of being spoken to like an 8-year-old who just wrote "dad is fat" in Crayon on a bedroom wall?
I don't recall exactly what my response was, but it wasn't one of gratitude and well-wishes. Actually, I don't think I said anything. I simply gave him a look that could melt stone. I tell him there's no need to speak to me like (see above) and that's when he tells ME I'm the one who came in with the, how did he phrase it? Oh yes, "a big chip on my shoulder". That's when I pay, take my receipt and very calmly respond with, "Sir, if you don't want my money then I'm more than happy to spend it somewhere else." and leave.
If you're into the whole, "kiss the ring" vibe and fancy a good tongue-lashing, then this will be your Nirvana. Go ahead. Question their prices or methods. But, you'd better be wearing a cup and a helmet. It's going to get messy for you. read more