Never ask an old bittie her birthday!

Posted by The *Angriest* Pharmacist as Courtesy, Education, GUEST CONTRIBUTOR, Lazy People, Management, Me being a dick, Me hating others, PHARMACY SECRETS!, Patient Education, Rude, Stupid People, Technicians, True Story, Work Sucks

There was a comment made to my last post, SATURDAY’S SUCK! where a guy swore he called and asked me about our having a product. He swore he talked to the male pharmacist. I was the only male working in the store, and we did not talk. My response to the comment turned into a store and then a rant. So, as to not detract from the original post, I’ve taken this comment and my story/response their own post. Hope it doesn’t suck!

We get this all the time…we are a tiny ass pharmacy, i kid you not…we have 2 pharamcists and 2 techs…all week long, same peeps. So when someone says they ’spoke to someone’ it’s very easy to call them out as a liar.

As for your “loud and clear” guy…i totally feel you. We had something very similar happen to us the other day. We just get back from lunch and are opening up when a woman approaches the consultation window where I am at a computer trying to figure out the faxes that came in over lunch. She stares, I greet her cordially and ask her if there’s something I can help her with. She stares and then rolls her eyes and says “No, I just thought i’d come up here and look at you” and then she stares. I blink back at her and glance down at the empty drop off window and empty register and then ask her if she has a specific question about medications (that would require a pharmacist) or if she has a question that I can help her with. She says “Medicines..i’ll talk to him” and points at our pharmacist. He had a student that day so when he had started her on a small task, he went down to offer the woman her consultation. She proceeds to tell him that she needs to know if she has a refill on “some med on her profile” he asks her what she would like him to do specifically, because it’s something that a tech can handle and now she’s interrupted him…she rolls her eyes and tells him to “look it up on the damn computer”

He brings her down to the drop off window and the other tech and I back up about 10 feet. He asks her for her birthday. You know as well as I do that it is the easiest way to look up a patient. She stares at him for a moment and then gives him a month and day. My pharmacist waits for a beat..then asks for a year to which she scoffs and says “every year” my pharmacist waits…and at this point the phone is ringing, there is one on hold, i’m on the 3rd line and the other tech is on the register. So he politely asks for the year once more and the woman flips. Starts yelling at him that he is inconsiderate and can’t take a joke and refuses to help her. My pharmacist calmly tells her “Ma’m, i’m trying to help you, but i don’t exactly know how to respond to you right now, you’re not being very easy to help” so she spouts off that she was just joking and that he shouldn’t need any more information then the month/day of her birthday. So he snarks back “how about your name?” at this point, we back up about 10 more feet.

She finally relented to let him have her name at least and when i was checking her out at the register, it was with a final comment that she should buy us a sign that says “Do Not Joke with Pharmacist…for he has no sense of humor” and then proceeds to tell the other tech that we should spend our breaks and lunchtime out on the floor showing poor people like her where the vitamins are instead of giving them a specific aisle number and shelf.

Just goes to show that apparently no matter what you say or what you do, some people are just that stupid. I’m totally done with everyone looking at me blankly as I remind them that January means reset deductibles and shifted formularies. It’s completely my fault that their insurance probably sent out 10 notifications that they didn’t read

I have an old bitch like this too. All of the FT employees (pharmacist and techs) know who she is on sight. She is the meanest, grumpiest, rudest bitch ever born. We all know that you do not ask her birthday…However, our technicians are BEATEN if they do not acquire the birthday and write it on each prescription as well as verify the birthday upon checkout to verify the correct patient is picking up the medicine. This, for some reason, causes Ms. Bitch considerable problem.

She tries to play the “you should NEVER ask a woman her birthday”, but the problem is, she takes it to a whole new level — a weird, obscene, asinine level of fucked-up-ed-ness. Her reaction and response to the question, “what is your birthday?” is comparable to the response you would receive from other women when asking, “I bet you’ve had miles of dick in you…amiright?” or men when asked, “What were you and your wife doing last night when I was nailing your daughter on your living room couch?” If you get the simile, haha….if not — let’s just say her response/reaction is over the top negative. She is just plain out ugly (in BOTH ways…)

Last time she came in, I approached the counter and you bet your ass I asked her birthday. She gave me the usual, expected attitude — the response I was trying to elicit. I pointed to the sign that every pharmacy has that says, “We verify identity with photo identification for all controlled medications.” I told her that she could either tell me her birthday or show me her driver’s license. She snatched the pen out of my hand and wrote it on the prescription herself — only the month and day mind you — and threw both down on the counter in utter disgust. The pharmacy is completely empty at this point so the big urge for secrecy and confidentiality is unfounded — and by empty I mean REALLY empty…not even OTC shoppers.

She got about 10 feet away and I hollered to her, “I must have the year as well.” –

“You know very well that you do NOT need the year. No one else ever gives me any trouble. They never ask my birthday. Everyone back here knows me — they ALL know me. Ask them. ASK DAVE!”
[If you know me through this blog, you know that referencing DAVE, that old prick that managed the pharmacy before me for 20 years and still works a day or two per week prn is one sure fire way to get on my bad side and ENSURE your script won't be filled...I don't give A FLIPPING FUCK what David used to do for you (most of the time illegally -- based on the letter of the law and MODERN pharmacist code of ethics). I am not him nor do I strive to be him.]

“Dave’s not here. Dave’s not the boss. I’m the boss right now. The rules of this store, and the rules that I am going to follow…the very rules I expect these girls to follow when they take your prescription…is that you MUST give us your complete date of birth upon dropoff.”

DID I MENTION SHE ALWAYS WEARS A MOO-MOO? (and usually has curlers in her hair — or at least a weird showercap/hairnet) I’M NOT EVEN KIDDING. I’M SUPER CEREAL HERE!

“This is ridiculous. I’m calling your superior.”
“Well, then…here’s his business card. I’m sure that I will get in plenty of trouble for following company policy. They fire people all the time for following the rules that ensure patient safety. Why do you take such offense to someone asking your birthday? I mean, we are a part of the healthcare team here and you treat us all like dirt. Do you act so resentful at your doctor’s office when they ask your birthday? I’ve never seen someone yell at their granddaughter before — back when she worked here 5 or 6 years ago — for verifying her grandmother’s birthday (even though she knew it). Did you ever try to eat your young?”
“They may not fire you for following protocol as you call it…” I interjected like a smartass with, “Actually, I called it policy…”
“WHAT – EVER! You have no right. You have no need. You have no access. That is private information that you do not need.”
“Ma’am, you are gravely mistaken. I have a definite need for your birthday — considering some medicines may be contraindicated in certain age groups. That’s for your safety and to ensure the right person is selected in the computer and the right dose is dispensed! In fact, pharmacists have a need and a right to access your complete medical history…and you’re raising cain over your birthday.” [I've revealed TONS of information about readers just by them sending me their email address and name -- I've sent them back their name, address, phone number, map to their house, and a PICTURE of the front of their house in certain cases. You do NOT have privacy in 2010...]

“That’s it…I’ve had it with you…give me the prescription back.” [I, of course, give it right back to her] “I’ve been coming here for 20 years, and David never treated me with such disrespect. I’ll never be back here, and I *will* be calling your employer. May God bless you and let you live a long, but hopefully miserable, life.”

“Aww you’re so nice. May your children place you in the cheapest, roach-ridden nursing home available for the rest of your life.”

She, like all patients continued to come to the pharmacy. She made no effort to change or avoid me. This ordeal was a few months ago, but she suddenly disappeared. I always watch the obituaries, and I was hopeful she’d turn up. But, alas, I discovered she HAD been placed in a home…and YES, it is the most roach-ridden place available in the nearby area!

Who says dreams don’t come true?

All things being equal

Posted by The *Angriest* Pharmacist as APhA, Disgusting, Drive-Thru, Drug Companies, Drug Topics, Errors, Management, Me being a dick, Me hating others, PHARMACY SECRETS!, Politics, Stupid People, Technicians, True Story, Work Sucks

Prereading for this post:   Walgreens has POWER (80 COMMENTS!)

I was going through some server logs and discovered something. This tid bit of information was shocking to me. The above post/link was and is being heavily monitored by Walgreens themselves. As you know, the bottom of each post I type has two links these days. One allows you to email a post to a friend using my server’s resources. The other link opens a printable copy of the post along with links and annotations.

The email function is heavily used across the entire site — very heavily used…and it is also logged for security purposes. Today is the first day I’ve looked at said log since implementing the function and verifying it worked eons ago. It’s been used by a plethora of people. From students spreading the funny advice, to bikers spreading stories about our little spat, to companies seeing what’s been said about their new policies and procedures.

Such as WAG… who used it to spread the post amongst their corporate headquarters and various offices. One employee sent it to a great number of other “@walgreens.com” email addresses some time ago stating, “it’s important we know this is circulating…” and “continued monitoring is necessary.” Several were sent as, “FYI per meeting agenda.”

I don’t have more information than that. Their hits from their walgreens IP address (which resolves to walgreens.com) number in the thousands to this site in the days to weeks following that post. I’m sure it’s blocked at store level — but they were watching.

So, my POWER Pawns — did anything change? In my area, I’ve noticed nothing of this program as I’m rural and not yet touched. As I said before, I’m excited. The Walgreens I compete with couldn’t possible provide worse customer service. We’ve actually stopped advertising in the local paper as they do it for us. POWER won’t do anything but make me money. Did we rattle their cage a little bit?

One of the pharmacists working at that store actually just quit a few days ago. Just walked out. Now he’s commuting over an hour to an independent pharmacy. He was filling more than 800 per day and never allowed more than 2 pharmacists, 5 techs and 1 dedicated cashier. They had a counting machine, he said, which accounted for about 25-50% of the volume, but it was constantly on the fritz. Remember what Drug Topics said a few months ago? It’s what I remind my coworkers of every time I catch a mistake — 4 errors per 250 scripts. That’s just not good enough for me.

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The Great Hate

Posted by The *Angriest* Pharmacist as Courtesy, Disgusting, Drive-Thru, Drug Topics, Errors, Lazy People, Management, Me being a dick, Me hating others, Patient Education, Rude, TPA, Technicians, True Story, Update, Work Sucks

Two weeks ago I promised something big and failed to produce it. Sorry about that.

So, where the hell have I been the last two months? I’ve been just focusing on living my life. Everything’s fine with me. The stresses of my job are monumental, and it is getting the best of me. I cannot take it much longer. Retail pharmacy has defeated me. I’m throwing the towel in. I’m tapping out….

I’m not quitting my job just yet, but I am looking for something else. This is evident based on the post I made two months ago concerning clinical positions and residencies. I’d really like a clinical job coupled with a taste of academia. As has become evident, that is highly unlikely. I may find myself in a residency.

For now, I have requested a transfer out of my current location to a store that is less demanding….I’m not sure if that is going to be granted. I’m also concerned with the problems that is going to create with the current management.

What could possibly be so bad about retail / community pharmacy that would make me, the self-proclaimed King of Retail Pharmacy, reexamine the direction of his professional life? I’ll tell you at length:

My store is filling more than 800 prescriptions per day. We have 3.5 pharmacists. I work 40 hours per week. Jack works 30 hours one week and 40 hours the next week, and Jill works 28 hours per week (bare minimum for benefits). TheCrown works 40 too. I, of course, am a very efficient worker. I bust my ass day-in and day-out. I care about my job — my performance — customer satisfaction, safety, and outcomes.

Jack is the slowest pharmacist on the planet….he’s been outrun by molasses. He cares about the patient, but he’s in no hurry to do anything. He’s our stereotypical old-man pharmacist. He’s overly cautious and will take no chances or make no educated decisions based on past experiences. For instance, we have one doctor that continues to write PANNAZ over and over and over….even though Pannaz has been discontinued for a long ass time. He (and his office staff) has told us time and time again to change the prescription to Scopohist with the same directions. [Why he doesn't write that in the first fucking place is beyond me!] Is Jack okay with this? Absolutely not. He calls each time. He documents the date/time, who he talked to, the new drug, route, dose, and quantity. To the letter of the law, Jack is right. In a pharmacy cranking out 800+ prescriptions per day where two pharmacists are on duty at a time (except Mon and Tues) it is very very wrong. He wastes a lot of time on pointless shit like this. I’ve compiled the data on the last 30 days that he and I had worked together (alone), and I’ve typed and verified 83-85% of the scripts. There were days where he filled less than 100 scripts — that’s with a technician typing for him. He angers patients due to their long wait time, he can’t be left alone, and puts an unnecessary strain/load on me. The stats in DrugTopics said that a pharmacist makes FOUR errors in every 250 scripts. With me processing ~700 and him processing < 100, how is this safe for me or the patients *I* am caring for?

Jill, as I wrote above, works the bare minimum for benefits. She is much more efficient (when her mouth isn’t moving). Unfortunately, this soccer mom is exactly that — she’s a mom first and a pharmacist second. When the clock strikes noon, she leaves for lunch. When the clock strikes 5, she leaves for the day. Regardless of the load, or the day we’ve just had, she’s gone. She doesn’t recall the day before where I stayed after more than an hour to help her out.

TheCrown is the king. He’s very efficient, but he’s a huge asshole. He’s the manager at the store I’m at now. (I was the manager at my past location – more convenient location and I gladly gave up responsibility) I might have referenced David in the past — he was “the legend” I followed behind at the last location. TheCrown has me in the same boat. I cannot work with him. He’s the most passive aggressive cocksmoker I’ve ever worked with. If someone neglects to Dual-Bill someone’s Prevacid prescription to the coupon on file, he doesn’t say, “Hey, you forgot to Dual-Bill this. Be sure to check the notes in the comment field as you’re running through.” — He will look at the patient blankly when they ask about the copayment, say he didn’t fill it and knows nothing about it, then throw you under the bus once he sees you’re name attached to it. “Has anyone showed you how to dual bill these coupons?” I’ve been working with this company for a long as time…I’m well aware how to do that.

TheCrown doesn’t answer the phone when it’s really busy and ringing off the hook. He says aloud to the pharmacy staff, “What’s that ringing sound?”

When a patient comes to the counter and tells him they need to speak with him, he doesn’t walk up there and say hello. He tells them, “I can be with you in about 10 or 15 minutes. I got about 5 people I’m helping right now,” regardless of how busy he really is.

When pulling prescriptions out of the middle ’staging area’ to type, TheCrown never does big orders or transfers. I, Jack, or Jill get all the shitty shit.

For the volume we do, we are grossly understaffed. You know how we are staffed as far as pharmacists go. How many technicians does one need to fill 800 prescriptions. On a busy Monday, we have 2 dedicated cashiers and 4 technicians (one of them dedicated to our damn drive-thru). We have three computers that process prescriptions — and 3 printers. TheCrown’s printer works marvelously. The printer I am forced to use, however, is a piece of dilapidated shit. It needed replacing 6 months ago, but that’ll never happen because 1) it doesn’t inconvenience TheCrown and 2) It would come out of TheCrown’s bonus. He explains it away — telling me that I am not “fanning” out the pages as I load the printer. Ahh yes, that’s why this hunk of junk jams with every print. I’m not fanning the fucking pages. Give me a break. If it were his printer, there would be no issue. Why? Because he would either buy a new one or trade it out with the SECOND best printer in the building — which is how I ended up with what I have. Scenario: I HAVE a new printer. He HAS a problem. He HAS a new printer. I HAVE a problem. We traded verbs (and printers).

Our evening staff is exceedingly shitty. Why? Because he hires high school kids to work from when they get out of school until close at 8pm. You get what you pay for — and I get minimum wage intelligence with no customer service skills and no desire to learn any new tasks. (Why learn something new? You’ll just be expected to do that task in the future!) They are also complete smart asses, treat me with a huge amount of disdain, and leave as soon as the clock strikes 8. We usually get 3 or 4 HS students per night. They are fine for working a register, but they never know shit else. Why? Because TheCrown is so mean and hateful to them, they quit after a very short time. No one is around long enough to learn anything meaningful. Just when someone becomes somewhat valuable, he chases them away. I once had a girl with the makings of a KeyStone Tech. She was bright, pleasant, new how to speak to customers, how to diffuse situations, and she excelled at our someone difficult to master computer system. She got offered a new job at a competing pharmacy. She asked for 1 dollar more per hour — which would have taken her up to, MAYBE, ten dollars per hour. He said no…and away she went. I would have taken a TWO DOLLAR paycut to keep her — yet, he let her walk. Note: The Pharmacy that got her now has 4 or 5 of our employees. He waits until they’ve worked with us about 6 mos then propositions them with a similar job, less stress, nicer boss, and about a dollar more per hour…[He doesn't need any pharmacists :-( ]

The techs are just downright disrespectful to me. I’ve tried killing them with kindness. I’ve tried reprimanding inappropriate behavior. I’ve tried being a tattle tale. I’ve tried positive reinforcement (thanking them genuinely and buying lunch on my Saturday as I talked about in THE WORKER’S PLEA). I’ve tried giving them more tasks / responsibilities to keep them busy. They just don’t respond to anything. They treat him nicely enough to his face (and talk shit about him behind his back), but they treat me like shit to my face AND talk shit about me behind my back. They are insulting, rude, hateful little bitches and bastards. They challenge me for no reason. They question my decisions. They just don’t like me….and honestly, I don’t know why. One of these little assholes honestly had the nerve to tell me last week, when it was just the two of us standing on one side of the pharmacy processing prescriptions, “Ya know, Angriest, it’s kind of funny. I’m the only person in this pharmacy that can even stand being around you.” — I felt about 3 inches tall. I couldn’t believe it was said (to my face nonetheless)….what hurt me even more was that she honestly believed it to be true — regardless of whether or not it was. That was when I finally convinced myself it was time to go. It is time to move on. I’ve been called a lot of things. I’ve been talked to by customers like I was complete trash. Never before have I actually been hurt by it…never before have I actually believed it and been hurt by it….

Anyway….moving right along….

How many pharmacists in the world get their schedule for the next week on Wednesday or Thursday night? Is this not absolutely asinine? It’s ridiculous! I’ve complained a million times to him, the district manager, Jack and Jill, and no one cares. Jill is on a set schedule. She knows what she’s working — period. Jack is, obviously, an old man who lives and breathes pharmacy and doesn’t care. TheCrown doesn’t mind it because he WRITE THE FUCKER! If he has plans, he just schedules himself around it! Why would he care? The DM drew up a skeleton schedule for us to follow recently. I converted this text document into a nice orderly spreadsheet. I even went as far as scheduling hours to match Jill’s schedule and that it was fair for myself, Jack and TheCrown (open, close, and weekends etc). Was he pleased with that? Ohh hell no. That conflicts with the game he had running so long of getting whatever he wanted. Jack is such  a pussy, he’d never speak up — that’s why everyone walks all over him. How did TheCrown deal with this? He told me that he didn’t know what I did to the schedule the DM wrote, but I had it ALL messed up. So, he tore it up and continued with the game he played for so long. I printed another copy and told him to fix the errors — then I made him compare the two with me standing there — and of course there were none. He followed it for some time. Now, we’re back to whatever he wants and I get screwed over. Fortunately, since I’m hosed most of the time, he has the courtesy to give me either a 3 day weekend every weekend or succumb to my every wish in terms of switchs, swaps, or days off. The shred of humanity shines through!

I’m working 4 ten-hour days….which is physically killing me. What sucks about my tens is that they turn in to 12’s. I come in early to get a little ahead and stay late past my time to get off (even if I’m not closing) because Jack can’t keep the store afloat on his own. Sometimes he begs me to stay late knowing that he’d be boned without me doing all the work. Or, I come in on time on days that I close and stay 2 hours after close to do the simple tasks required of me that we’d NEVER have time to do during the business day. [Like checking email, dealing with store to store inventory transfers, returning drugs that aren't moving to our DC, and any other task that requires full attention at one time rather than 10 second spurts all day long]  —  I hate it and so does my family.

When I wake up in the morning, I ache…I hurt…my first steps of the day are excruciating. This is likely due to the fact that I stand all day on hard ass floors with poor “padding” that is falling apart — again, because TheCrown doesn’t want to spend any money replacing those spongy carpets….resulting in heel spurs or plantar fasciitis for me.

Much like Jim P said in Drug Topics a month ago, I’ve got HURRY SICKNESS. I’ve always got to have 10 things on my plate. I’m rude to my family and friends. I’m impatient. I’ve got more problems than some of my patients, and it’s because my job is breaking me — physically, emotionally, psychologically.

What other options do I have? This job is killing me from the inside out. It’s ruining every aspect of my life. I thought I loved retail…I thought the money would make it worth it. It’s not.

Pharmacy Optimization With Enterprise Re-engineering: My Disdain, Thoughts, and CALL TO ARMS

Posted by The *Angriest* Pharmacist as APhA, Drive-Thru, Drug Topics, Education, Government, Hospital Pharmacy, Just a question, Management, Me being a dick, Me hating others, Money, PHARMACY SECRETS!, Politics, TPA, True Story, Work Sucks

P.O.W.E.R. — (n. – ENG) Pharmacy Optimization With Enterprise Re-engineering.

It’s okay. It hasn’t hit my area yet, but my fellow citizens aren’t stupid. They are asking what it is, what my thoughts are, and what they should do. [Again, you have my word that I do *NOT* work for Walgreens -- at all...] Anyway, my marquee is exactly as I said it would be (Yes, heart included):

Your Rx Filled RIGHT HERE
by OUR Pharmacist ♥

It’s going over good. Some people know and they like it. Others don’t know and they ask…so I’m starting the word of mouth of all the rumblings and grumblings. All the fodder I need is on the Student-Doctor Network or other various message boards.

Everyone has a problem. No one has stated, supported, backed, and pushed a solution….We all know what it is. We all know what it would take. We all know what it would stand to gain. A TRUE Pharmacist’s Union is necessary, with the focus on us and the preservation of the profession as a primary goal and focus on the patient being synonymous with that — i.e. without a happy pharmacist, you cannot have confidence in the safety/best medical practices for the patient. It would be ridiculous in the power it [Such a union] could hold.

There are close to 60,000 pharmacies in the United States. With a diverse (randomized amongst the chains/businesses/clincal/hospital) group out of the some 220,000 pharmacists working those stores/locals, we could nearly control the flow of pharmaceuticals in this country (bring balance to the force).

Would we ever go on strike and grind the pharmacy business to a screeching halt — less the SCABS? I doubt it, but we have to be willing to do so to foster/compel change. We have taken Oaths to serve the public in positive manner (like the hippocratic oath). But, a collective bargaining agreement, could be much in our favor due to the 100% necessity of our presence at all times in every pharmacy in the country and governed territories. We could also bargain/work to set ‘maximum-allows” and work-flow/safety standards. So, a pharmacist cannot exceed say 300 scripts checked per 10 hour shift (Contradicting MY EXAMPLE, I exceed that on certain occasions, but all I do is check, no count – no type [mostly ALL single RX refills] which bugs the fuck out of me!), let’s say 5 techs working at a time to be monitored per RPH (again, examplenshot out of a cannon), required 30 min lunch taken outside of the pharmacy as well as maybe even a 15 minute break, otherwise your company must pay you $200 to miss lunch and/or $75 to miss a break or something egregious (I may go hungry for a price!). I bet I don’t swallow a sandwich laying on the counter under that deal.

I’ve said this all before….there’s just nothing to protect the pharmacist and his/her interests — only punish them severely after an incident/issue. We’ve given up control of our pharmacies for longer-term financial security and reduction/elimination of short term risk, and in doing so, given away basic job-related / human rights — like going to the bathroom when one must micturate.

Over time we’ve gotten used to not having these simple things that were rights and are now seen as luxuries, and that lackadaisical attitude absolutely sucks…it causes much of us disdain and could be attributed to many errors we may be responsible for….

Now, who’s prepared to lead the charge? Who shares a vision with the majority of people? Who can rally massive support and inspire people to rally to the cause? Who is intelligent enough to see through the bullshit pushed out by the corporations and trustworthy enough to bring the truth to those interested? We need to find that person. Pharmacy needs a ’savior’ — an advocate capable of achieving big things — huge things. It’s gonna be a long, bump-filled, gravel road (which will only lead you to a rowboat with which to sail across the ocean!).

If we don’t find this person(s)…we are going to find ourselves in a position we never planned for. We are going to have our backs against the wall (essentially) begging for another punch to the face.

Pharmacists are currently salaried management making between 50-65 dollars per hour for starting/initial staff jobs right out of school (per my snap judgment/absolute guess on 8/30/09). I’d say store and district management make more / MUCH more (150k/250k respectively on the low side).

Pharmacists — think about the debt you have right now. Let’s really say you’re in deep.
120,000k School Loans (I’d bed the MEDIAN)
7,500k Credit Card Debt (Playstations, Wii, and Drinking)
45,000k You needed a fucking Lexus SUV didn’t you asshole
+/- HOUSE NOTE — Depending on the location and the house this could be a starter at 80-100k or a huge house at 250k if you qualified for the loan (meaning you had less school debt most likely).

If you go from a dollar a minute to a dollar every two minutes due to an artificial decreased demand for your specialty (and you are the unlucky fired)….how fucked are you? Entirely, a lot, a little, not at all (due to mom and dad saving my ass), or this is good for me. Personally, I’d be fucked a lot — even taking into account my wife, and her job, makes more than I do!

It’s cliche as fuck, but UNITED WE STAND, DIVIDED WE FALL. Come together as a single unified profession with a loud voice, or fall apart quietly….as 250 thousand single, quite voices that have been put in their place.