It's like a god damn Monty Python sketch in here.

Um, I was busy and out of town for a while, so if anybody out there has any idea what the hell went down over here, could you drop me an e-mail and explain?

Today at work at the pharmacy, I had an exchange that went like this:

Customer: I need a refill on my husband's Z-Pack*. I don't know if you need the prescription number or what...
Me: Okay, what was his name?
Customer: His name is Rex Willickerson.**
Me: Okay, and you said a Z-Pack?
Customer: Yes, it is prednisone.^^
Me: Um, okay, well a Z-Pack comes in a green (here I remember that the generic has just come on the market, and that it comes in a white pack with some green on it) or white pack - is there any green on it?
Customer: Yes, I think so.
Me: Well, prednisone is different than the Z-pack - does the box say prednisone on it?
Customer: Yes, I need the Z-pack.

Ho-kay then.

*A Z-Pack is a card with six doses of zithromax, or azythromycin, an antibiotic.

**Not his real name.

^^Prednisone is a steroid, not an antibiotic. It also comes in a small white card.


Other is downstairs, experiencing the British _Office_ for the first time. There has been some screaming.