My job is mean old people all day every day. And you know what?? I will try to love them anyway! They have deteriorating brains and pain in their bodies- they are confused and scared because they don’t understand medical jargon- they are having a fight or flight response because they have to choose between paying exorbitant prices for meds or literally dying! The pharmacy is somewhat of an Orwellian nightmare but it has taught me how much pain many people are going through and has taught me a lot about not internalizing the mean comments. When you do meet a kind, bright, expressive elderly person, they are a rare light that you can only hope to grow into. This post is brought to you by the bewildered man who cursed at me today for trying to explain the insurance pricing on his Eliquis today. I tried my best, sir, have a nice one.
