The man working the counter was extrememly rude. I had a broken foot that was tightly wrapped in gauze to stop bleeding. In order to fill my prescrption he needed my employer's phone number. I did not have the number handy. He refused to allow me to use his phone book to look it up. He also refused to look it up himself. Since I had to hobble out of the building to get the phone number for him, I decided to fill my prescriptions elsewhere. However he refused to give them back to me. Unfortunately I did not get his name, but he was the fat, bald a$$hole with a goatee.
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