Getting Started

Ok, so we had Secret Santa at work and along with a fantastic coffee sampler my SS started up this blog. She thinks I need a blog. Maybe I do. We'll see how good I am at keeping up with this. I don't know what this thing is going to concentrate on or where it's going to go. Sometimes at work I rant and rave about silly things beyond my control and Alex, in her infinite wisdom, decided a blog would be either good for me to write or fun for her to read. Seeing how she is now responsible for me doing whatever it is I'm going to do here all complaints about the lameness of this blog should be directed to her.

I'm not going to put a little thing in here about me. I've got a feeling the 2 or 3 completely bored people out there who will read this blog on a regular basis already know enough about me to know they don't want to know any more.

On to the mundane:

I've decided I need to carry a pocket note book around to jot down things that strike me as important to mention here. I came across this. I thought they were stylish in a kind of brown generic kind of way. I may buy them. I'll be sure to keep you posted on this since I know you'll be wondering later on.

Anyway, while I was working today I thought of something to put down in my notebook that I don't have yet. I've about had it with Bausch and Lomb's ridiculous packaging. I swear they make the bottom of those boxes round so that they don't stay on pharmacy shelves for shit. We're a pretty small pharmacy and space is a premium. We do a pretty high volume as well which just makes the shelves more crowded. Think 10 pounds of shit in a 5 pound bag. Anyway, their boxes just don't cut it. They fall right off the shelf when things get tight. Complaints to the manufacturer have yet to be answered so for now every time someone walks by the eyedrops too fast the first row falls onto the floor. I've become convinced that there's some little idiot troll in the basement at the Bausch and Lomb headquarters. His name is Sherman. He sits there thinking of ways to screw with pharmacies and now the little shit is probably reading this and laughing his ass off because now he knows his round bottom boxes really piss people off.