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I've been a grad since 2015, and I've been grinding it out at CVS working aggressively to pay off my student loans. I've had a pretty cliche backstory; ****ty manager, ****ty techs, etc. I knew after a year at CVS that I would not last in the long run, so I decided to look towards med school as an alternate path.

Literally yesterday, during my shift, I found out I got accepted to med school. Since I was pretty much at my breaking point, I wanted to quit CVS with a bang. Coming into work today was the best day of my life, trying to contain any ounce of happiness, I practically levitated into the pharmacy for my shift feeling untouchable...

My manager was finishing up his shift, not showing any emotion on his fat face, as he helped out what appeared to be a difficult costumer. He pulled me aside after ringing up the unsatisfied customer to lecture me about how I need to work on getting to the workplace on time (I was maybe 2-3 min late...). I nodded my head, while starring at his double chin.

I went to my workstation to begin verifying prescriptions when one of the techs rudely slammed a patient's bottle on the counter in front of me, "counseling" she said, with no further information given. She then turned her mammoth of a body around walking back to her station; her 3 ft wide a$$ brushed against one of the pharmacy shelves forcing 3-4 bottles to fall off onto the ground. She was fat. Everybody was fat. Except me.

My manager said he was going to do one more flu shot and then he was going home for the day. I thought to myself, it's now or never. I didn't know what I should do, plus, I was borderline pussing out.

My manager started to walk away, out of nervousness, I started banging on the counter with my palms and a pen to a terrible made up rhythm. He stopped himself in place and turned around slowly just as confused as I was. I told him to choke on my c*** and I slid over the counter to leave in a hurry. Driving off into the sunset knowing that I will be starting my accredited online Taiwanese MD program.
 
I'm sorry but I had to log in to tell you that this story just made my ENTIRE DAY! it took me 20 mins to read it because I had to stop reading to die laughing just to revive myself and keep reading. Thank you!

Side note, there are some very unhealthy snack habits in retail. They should do more public articles on this
Lots of biggums... No disrespect to them tho









I've been a grad since 2015, and I've been grinding it out at CVS working aggressively to pay off my student loans. I've had a pretty cliche backstory; ****ty manager, ****ty techs, etc. I knew after a year at CVS that I would not last in the long run, so I decided to look towards med school as an alternate path.

Literally yesterday, during my shift, I found out I got accepted to med school. Since I was pretty much at my breaking point, I wanted to quit CVS with a bang. Coming into work today was the best day of my life, trying to contain any ounce of happiness, I practically levitated into the pharmacy for my shift feeling untouchable...

My manager was finishing up his shift, not showing any emotion on his fat face, as he helped out what appeared to be a difficult costumer. He pulled me aside after ringing up the unsatisfied customer to lecture me about how I need to work on getting to the workplace on time (I was maybe 2-3 min late...). I nodded my head, while starring at his double chin.

I went to my workstation to begin verifying prescriptions when one of the techs rudely slammed a patient's bottle on the counter in front of me, "counseling" she said, with no further information given. She then turned her mammoth of a body around walking back to her station; her 3 ft wide a$$ brushed against one of the pharmacy shelves forcing 3-4 bottles to fall off onto the ground. She was fat. Everybody was fat. Except me.

My manager said he was going to do one more flu shot and then he was going home for the day. I thought to myself, it's now or never. I didn't know what I should do, plus, I was borderline pussing out.

My manager started to walk away, out of nervousness, I started banging on the counter with my palms and a pen to a terrible made up rhythm. He stopped himself in place and turned around slowly just as confused as I was. I told him to choke on my c*** and I slid over the counter to leave in a hurry. Driving off into the sunset knowing that I will be starting my accredited online Taiwanese MD program.
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I've been a grad since 2015, and I've been grinding it out at CVS working aggressively to pay off my student loans. I've had a pretty cliche backstory; ****ty manager, ****ty techs, etc. I knew after a year at CVS that I would not last in the long run, so I decided to look towards med school as an alternate path.

Literally yesterday, during my shift, I found out I got accepted to med school. Since I was pretty much at my breaking point, I wanted to quit CVS with a bang. Coming into work today was the best day of my life, trying to contain any ounce of happiness, I practically levitated into the pharmacy for my shift feeling untouchable...

My manager was finishing up his shift, not showing any emotion on his fat face, as he helped out what appeared to be a difficult costumer. He pulled me aside after ringing up the unsatisfied customer to lecture me about how I need to work on getting to the workplace on time (I was maybe 2-3 min late...). I nodded my head, while starring at his double chin.

I went to my workstation to begin verifying prescriptions when one of the techs rudely slammed a patient's bottle on the counter in front of me, "counseling" she said, with no further information given. She then turned her mammoth of a body around walking back to her station; her 3 ft wide a$$ brushed against one of the pharmacy shelves forcing 3-4 bottles to fall off onto the ground. She was fat. Everybody was fat. Except me.

My manager said he was going to do one more flu shot and then he was going home for the day. I thought to myself, it's now or never. I didn't know what I should do, plus, I was borderline pussing out.

My manager started to walk away, out of nervousness, I started banging on the counter with my palms and a pen to a terrible made up rhythm. He stopped himself in place and turned around slowly just as confused as I was. I told him to choke on my c*** and I slid over the counter to leave in a hurry. Driving off into the sunset knowing that I will be starting my accredited online Taiwanese MD program.
 
I've been a grad since 2015, and I've been grinding it out at CVS working aggressively to pay off my student loans. I've had a pretty cliche backstory; ****ty manager, ****ty techs, etc. I knew after a year at CVS that I would not last in the long run, so I decided to look towards med school as an alternate path.

Literally yesterday, during my shift, I found out I got accepted to med school. Since I was pretty much at my breaking point, I wanted to quit CVS with a bang. Coming into work today was the best day of my life, trying to contain any ounce of happiness, I practically levitated into the pharmacy for my shift feeling untouchable...

My manager was finishing up his shift, not showing any emotion on his fat face, as he helped out what appeared to be a difficult costumer. He pulled me aside after ringing up the unsatisfied customer to lecture me about how I need to work on getting to the workplace on time (I was maybe 2-3 min late...). I nodded my head, while starring at his double chin.

I went to my workstation to begin verifying prescriptions when one of the techs rudely slammed a patient's bottle on the counter in front of me, "counseling" she said, with no further information given. She then turned her mammoth of a body around walking back to her station; her 3 ft wide a$$ brushed against one of the pharmacy shelves forcing 3-4 bottles to fall off onto the ground. She was fat. Everybody was fat. Except me.

My manager said he was going to do one more flu shot and then he was going home for the day. I thought to myself, it's now or never. I didn't know what I should do, plus, I was borderline pussing out.

My manager started to walk away, out of nervousness, I started banging on the counter with my palms and a pen to a terrible made up rhythm. He stopped himself in place and turned around slowly just as confused as I was. I told him to choke on my c*** and I slid over the counter to leave in a hurry. Driving off into the sunset knowing that I will be starting my accredited online Taiwanese MD program.
this is one of the funniest posts i have read in years! LOL. very believable, we can all relate. I often dream of what I will do on my last day.
 
I've been a grad since 2015, and I've been grinding it out at CVS working aggressively to pay off my student loans. I've had a pretty cliche backstory; ****ty manager, ****ty techs, etc. I knew after a year at CVS that I would not last in the long run, so I decided to look towards med school as an alternate path.

Literally yesterday, during my shift, I found out I got accepted to med school. Since I was pretty much at my breaking point, I wanted to quit CVS with a bang. Coming into work today was the best day of my life, trying to contain any ounce of happiness, I practically levitated into the pharmacy for my shift feeling untouchable...

My manager was finishing up his shift, not showing any emotion on his fat face, as he helped out what appeared to be a difficult costumer. He pulled me aside after ringing up the unsatisfied customer to lecture me about how I need to work on getting to the workplace on time (I was maybe 2-3 min late...). I nodded my head, while starring at his double chin.

I went to my workstation to begin verifying prescriptions when one of the techs rudely slammed a patient's bottle on the counter in front of me, "counseling" she said, with no further information given. She then turned her mammoth of a body around walking back to her station; her 3 ft wide a$$ brushed against one of the pharmacy shelves forcing 3-4 bottles to fall off onto the ground. She was fat. Everybody was fat. Except me.

My manager said he was going to do one more flu shot and then he was going home for the day. I thought to myself, it's now or never. I didn't know what I should do, plus, I was borderline pussing out.

My manager started to walk away, out of nervousness, I started banging on the counter with my palms and a pen to a terrible made up rhythm. He stopped himself in place and turned around slowly just as confused as I was. I told him to choke on my c*** and I slid over the counter to leave in a hurry. Driving off into the sunset knowing that I will be starting my accredited online Taiwanese MD program.
This is like a dream right? i'm surprised you made it a whole year at the Red Devil though. Impressive
 
Hopefully, you don't get a mental health practitioner referral on your license. I knew some vindictive PICs who made it a thing to do that. It's better to give your two week notice to corporate and not tell anyone, and just not report on the day past your quit date that you were scheduled.
 
I've been a grad since 2015, and I've been grinding it out at CVS working aggressively to pay off my student loans. I've had a pretty cliche backstory; ****ty manager, ****ty techs, etc. I knew after a year at CVS that I would not last in the long run, so I decided to look towards med school as an alternate path.

Literally yesterday, during my shift, I found out I got accepted to med school. Since I was pretty much at my breaking point, I wanted to quit CVS with a bang. Coming into work today was the best day of my life, trying to contain any ounce of happiness, I practically levitated into the pharmacy for my shift feeling untouchable...

My manager was finishing up his shift, not showing any emotion on his fat face, as he helped out what appeared to be a difficult costumer. He pulled me aside after ringing up the unsatisfied customer to lecture me about how I need to work on getting to the workplace on time (I was maybe 2-3 min late...). I nodded my head, while starring at his double chin.

I went to my workstation to begin verifying prescriptions when one of the techs rudely slammed a patient's bottle on the counter in front of me, "counseling" she said, with no further information given. She then turned her mammoth of a body around walking back to her station; her 3 ft wide a$$ brushed against one of the pharmacy shelves forcing 3-4 bottles to fall off onto the ground. She was fat. Everybody was fat. Except me.

My manager said he was going to do one more flu shot and then he was going home for the day. I thought to myself, it's now or never. I didn't know what I should do, plus, I was borderline pussing out.

My manager started to walk away, out of nervousness, I started banging on the counter with my palms and a pen to a terrible made up rhythm. He stopped himself in place and turned around slowly just as confused as I was. I told him to choke on my c*** and I slid over the counter to leave in a hurry. Driving off into the sunset knowing that I will be starting my accredited online Taiwanese MD program.

Definitely best quitting story I've heard all week. Runner up: Giving 2 weeks notice, acting professional, then on the last day, use a red permanent marker to write 'Ask me about our Norco giveaway program!" on the back of your PIC's lab coat.
 
Hopefully, you don't get a mental health practitioner referral on your license. I knew some vindictive PICs who made it a thing to do that. It's better to give your two week notice to corporate and not tell anyone, and just not report on the day past your quit date that you were scheduled.
What? They can do that?
 
I've been a grad since 2015, and I've been grinding it out at CVS working aggressively to pay off my student loans. I've had a pretty cliche backstory; ****ty manager, ****ty techs, etc. I knew after a year at CVS that I would not last in the long run, so I decided to look towards med school as an alternate path.

Your post history says you're going into third year of Pharmacy school as of July, 2017.
 
What? They can do that?

Ever see that part of your license renewal about physical or mental issues impeding your ability to practice? This is not a rumor, whenever you see one of these in pharmacy (I don't know this particular case for medicine, but it's usually this or self-harm)

http://gls.azmd.gov/GLSuiteWeb/Repository/0/0/5/9/dec0d017-fa04-47dc-bc80-35af84749ae5.pdf

you should suspect that this was an employer report for mental impairment.

This is different than conducting sabotage or just being a jerk on your way out (it's why that when you're terminated, loss prevention escorts you out). If you show cause for the supervisory to question your mental status (catastrophic loss of control for example or extreme erratic behavior), that's something that is reported to the practice board to compel a medical examination. It's not commonly invoked, but it can be for extreme incidents even if they aren't something that would normally get you fired. When it's just you being uncontrolled, that has major consequences if psychiatry puts you through the FFDE (Fitness for Duty Examination). The Board has the option of either restricting practice or forcing the surrender of the license for "non-disciplinary reasons" on cause of health if the FFDE comes back with a negative report. I'm actually curious on how psychiatry does this for other health care practitioners as I wonder how problematic it is.

In VA, the sad part is that the most common resolution for those reports is that the recipient is a newly diagnosed glioblastoma or other horrible form of brain cancer to the point that the form is called the Bu. Quite a number of substance addicts get identified that way as well. There's no particularly distinct ways to do it, but getting a NoC in the Civil Service is one fairly certain way to get it.

When you quit and it's a two-week decision (and not a "I'm walking out"), get over yourself. Don't make yourself memorable that way. I can absolutely understand being non-cooperative, but doing things like that aren't a healthy way of decompressing when quitting is a planned action (and this is not a sudden emotional crisis).
 
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Ever see that part of your license renewal about physical or mental issues impeding your ability to practice? This is not a rumor, whenever you see one of these in pharmacy (I don't know this particular case for medicine, but it's usually this or self-harm)

http://gls.azmd.gov/GLSuiteWeb/Repository/0/0/5/9/dec0d017-fa04-47dc-bc80-35af84749ae5.pdf

you should suspect that this was an employer report for mental impairment.

This is different than conducting sabotage or just being a jerk on your way out (it's why that when you're terminated, loss prevention escorts you out). If you show cause for the supervisory to question your mental status (catastrophic loss of control for example or extreme erratic behavior), that's something that is reported to the practice board to compel a medical examination. It's not commonly invoked, but it can be for extreme incidents even if they aren't something that would normally get you fired. When it's just you being uncontrolled, that has major consequences if psychiatry puts you through the FFDE (Fitness for Duty Examination). The Board has the option of either restricting practice or forcing the surrender of the license for "non-disciplinary reasons" on cause of health if the FFDE comes back with a negative report. I'm actually curious on how psychiatry does this for other health care practitioners as I wonder how problematic it is.

In VA, the sad part is that the most common resolution for those reports is that the recipient is a newly diagnosed glioblastoma or other horrible form of brain cancer to the point that the form is called the Bu. Quite a number of substance addicts get identified that way as well. There's no particularly distinct ways to do it, but getting a NoC in the Civil Service is one fairly certain way to get it.

When you quit and it's a two-week decision (and not a "I'm walking out"), get over yourself. Don't make yourself memorable that way. I can absolutely understand being non-cooperative, but doing things like that aren't a healthy way of decompressing when quitting is a planned action (and this is not a sudden emotional crisis).
I'm ok with the Boards of Pharmacy or Medicine taking away people's license if they really are unfit to practice due to medical or psychiatric issues. You said PICs do that to be vindictive. While I know there are many vindictive people out there, it's concerning that they can ruin people's lives so easily, and all based on lies.
 
I'm ok with the Boards of Pharmacy or Medicine taking away people's license if they really are unfit to practice due to medical or psychiatric issues. You said PICs do that to be vindictive. While I know there are many vindictive people out there, it's concerning that they can ruin people's lives so easily, and all based on lies.

I've always warned PIC's that if they were going to do a report for that, they better have at least one witness (and actually, it's preferable for someone not working in the pharmacy like a customer or front end to see it). Again, take the no-drama approach to quitting, you'll never have to work with them again in this environment, so why act out? The reason I wrote "in this environment", is that life has a mordant sense of humor where you very well could work with the same person again in a different context. People remember these things even if they don't talk about it in this small world.

There was once a pharmacy chief in the VA that was tempted to give that sort of report on a pharmacist who quite intentionally destroyed the automixer on the way out (caught on tape). The US Attorney (the federal version of a district attorney) instead took it as a destruction of property charge, and that was a pretty open and shut case. Turned out that the law at the time guaranteed a felony conviction for $100 an over, so the pharmacist spent three months in the Orange is the New Black minimum security and still is in practice now. It's just that international travel is probably not going to be possible or getting a license anywhere else without major difficulty, and that satisfied that pharmacy chief's human sense of pettiness and vindictiveness for causing two days worth of paperwork to DC to make an emergency acquisition out of budget. Employees aren't the only humans in the workplace.
 
I've been a grad since 2015, and I've been grinding it out at CVS working aggressively to pay off my student loans. I've had a pretty cliche backstory; ****ty manager, ****ty techs, etc. I knew after a year at CVS that I would not last in the long run, so I decided to look towards med school as an alternate path.

Literally yesterday, during my shift, I found out I got accepted to med school. Since I was pretty much at my breaking point, I wanted to quit CVS with a bang. Coming into work today was the best day of my life, trying to contain any ounce of happiness, I practically levitated into the pharmacy for my shift feeling untouchable...

My manager was finishing up his shift, not showing any emotion on his fat face, as he helped out what appeared to be a difficult costumer. He pulled me aside after ringing up the unsatisfied customer to lecture me about how I need to work on getting to the workplace on time (I was maybe 2-3 min late...). I nodded my head, while starring at his double chin.

I went to my workstation to begin verifying prescriptions when one of the techs rudely slammed a patient's bottle on the counter in front of me, "counseling" she said, with no further information given. She then turned her mammoth of a body around walking back to her station; her 3 ft wide a$$ brushed against one of the pharmacy shelves forcing 3-4 bottles to fall off onto the ground. She was fat. Everybody was fat. Except me.

My manager said he was going to do one more flu shot and then he was going home for the day. I thought to myself, it's now or never. I didn't know what I should do, plus, I was borderline pussing out.

My manager started to walk away, out of nervousness, I started banging on the counter with my palms and a pen to a terrible made up rhythm. He stopped himself in place and turned around slowly just as confused as I was. I told him to choke on my c*** and I slid over the counter to leave in a hurry. Driving off into the sunset knowing that I will be starting my accredited online Taiwanese MD program.

You should write short stories.
 
I've been a grad since 2015, and I've been grinding it out at CVS working aggressively to pay off my student loans. I've had a pretty cliche backstory; ****ty manager, ****ty techs, etc. I knew after a year at CVS that I would not last in the long run, so I decided to look towards med school as an alternate path.

Literally yesterday, during my shift, I found out I got accepted to med school. Since I was pretty much at my breaking point, I wanted to quit CVS with a bang. Coming into work today was the best day of my life, trying to contain any ounce of happiness, I practically levitated into the pharmacy for my shift feeling untouchable...

My manager was finishing up his shift, not showing any emotion on his fat face, as he helped out what appeared to be a difficult costumer. He pulled me aside after ringing up the unsatisfied customer to lecture me about how I need to work on getting to the workplace on time (I was maybe 2-3 min late...). I nodded my head, while starring at his double chin.

I went to my workstation to begin verifying prescriptions when one of the techs rudely slammed a patient's bottle on the counter in front of me, "counseling" she said, with no further information given. She then turned her mammoth of a body around walking back to her station; her 3 ft wide a$$ brushed against one of the pharmacy shelves forcing 3-4 bottles to fall off onto the ground. She was fat. Everybody was fat. Except me.

My manager said he was going to do one more flu shot and then he was going home for the day. I thought to myself, it's now or never. I didn't know what I should do, plus, I was borderline pussing out.

My manager started to walk away, out of nervousness, I started banging on the counter with my palms and a pen to a terrible made up rhythm. He stopped himself in place and turned around slowly just as confused as I was. I told him to choke on my c*** and I slid over the counter to leave in a hurry. Driving off into the sunset knowing that I will be starting my accredited online Taiwanese MD program.
I knew this was fake right off the bat when you said the manager helped customers and gave a flu shot...
 
funny story. I wonder what your manager did after when you told him to choke your c0*k and ran out lol

you must have had an adrenaline rush didn't you
 
What's up with these contrived anecdotes like that Reddit one about Walmart or this one...
 
The moment he mentioned an online MD program from Taiwan of all places (reputable country for academics) you knew it was fake.

On the other hand, I'm used to reading something outrageous for plausible deniability, while the rest of a story is true (probably too much time in CIGIE training). I actually think there is a grain of truth in the story, which is why I wrote that warning about having too dramatic a quit.
 
On the other hand, I'm used to reading something outrageous for plausible deniability, while the rest of a story is true (probably too much time in CIGIE training). I actually think there is a grain of truth in the story, which is why I wrote that warning about having too dramatic a quit.

Oh yeah the theme of the story is more common than not. That much is true! Personally I would be so happy to be gone from a place like that I wouldn't even want to waste the extra time going through "revenge" when I could just be free!
 
I've been a grad since 2015, and I've been grinding it out at CVS working aggressively to pay off my student loans. I've had a pretty cliche backstory; ****ty manager, ****ty techs, etc. I knew after a year at CVS that I would not last in the long run, so I decided to look towards med school as an alternate path.

Literally yesterday, during my shift, I found out I got accepted to med school. Since I was pretty much at my breaking point, I wanted to quit CVS with a bang. Coming into work today was the best day of my life, trying to contain any ounce of happiness, I practically levitated into the pharmacy for my shift feeling untouchable...

My manager was finishing up his shift, not showing any emotion on his fat face, as he helped out what appeared to be a difficult costumer. He pulled me aside after ringing up the unsatisfied customer to lecture me about how I need to work on getting to the workplace on time (I was maybe 2-3 min late...). I nodded my head, while starring at his double chin.

I went to my workstation to begin verifying prescriptions when one of the techs rudely slammed a patient's bottle on the counter in front of me, "counseling" she said, with no further information given. She then turned her mammoth of a body around walking back to her station; her 3 ft wide a$$ brushed against one of the pharmacy shelves forcing 3-4 bottles to fall off onto the ground. She was fat. Everybody was fat. Except me.

My manager said he was going to do one more flu shot and then he was going home for the day. I thought to myself, it's now or never. I didn't know what I should do, plus, I was borderline pussing out.

My manager started to walk away, out of nervousness, I started banging on the counter with my palms and a pen to a terrible made up rhythm. He stopped himself in place and turned around slowly just as confused as I was. I told him to choke on my c*** and I slid over the counter to leave in a hurry. Driving off into the sunset knowing that I will be starting my accredited online Taiwanese MD program.
can the people at that pharmacy explain their side of the events that transpired today?
 
Why do you doubt the veracity of the Reddit one?

I don't doubt the events but the little details that strain credulity, like a MWHD quizzing techs on anything but immunizations these days, or even a MHWD actually filling.

Also I remember all my "critical" errors that could have led to harm or actually did and don't use WM's old term of "qualifying error." I wouldn't use # of errors as a basis to prove the veracity of a story unrelated to Rx errors

"Never harmed a patient." How can any pharmacist even know this, regardless of intent?
 
I don't doubt the events but the little details that strain credulity, like a MWHD quizzing techs on anything but immunizations these days, or even a MHWD actually filling.
Also I remember all my "critical" errors that could have led to harm or actually did and don't use WM's old term of "qualifying error." I wouldn't use # of errors as a basis to prove the veracity of a story unrelated to Rx errors
"Never harmed a patient." How can any pharmacist even know this, regardless of intent?

I'm sure there are tons of pharmacists out there that filled ACE + ARB + HCTZ + a high dose NSAID for diabetic patients and never had a second thought about it.
 
I don't doubt the events but the little details that strain credulity, like a MWHD quizzing techs on anything but immunizations these days, or even a MHWD actually filling.

Also I remember all my "critical" errors that could have led to harm or actually did and don't use WM's old term of "qualifying error." I wouldn't use # of errors as a basis to prove the veracity of a story unrelated to Rx errors

"Never harmed a patient." How can any pharmacist even know this, regardless of intent?

This part is what got me: "Finally I ask, totally politely, if I can jump in and do ‘tech work’ to help out. Boss says, sure, but you have to have a login for that store - which I don’t, because no one has codes for 50 stores. She says it’s a ‘Terminable Offense’ to fill under someone else’s codes, so I don’t." This isn't true. You can fill from the computer (logged in as yourself) if you don't have a store login for the handhelds.
 
This part is what got me: "Finally I ask, totally politely, if I can jump in and do ‘tech work’ to help out. Boss says, sure, but you have to have a login for that store - which I don’t, because no one has codes for 50 stores. She says it’s a ‘Terminable Offense’ to fill under someone else’s codes, so I don’t." This isn't true. You can fill from the computer (logged in as yourself) if you don't have a store login for the handhelds.
It's not easy to do if there doesn't happen to be a working barcode scanner.
 
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