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NOBODY WANTS TO DO ANYTHING
As regards my pet peeve for this week, it is as follows. I have a few examples. I have more than a couple of instances. I have a myriad of cases in point. They are all over the place. Those over there, they don't want to work. Those over here, they also don't want to work. And them down yonder? Ditto. Who are they, you ask? Doctors? Lawyers? Thieves and Cheats? Well, none of the above. But I do have one. Oh Benjamin. Who is it? Pray do tell us. We are all dying to know. Who, you ask? Pharmacists. Drug store workers. Behind the counter, medicine dispensers. What? They are full of crap, you say? Bah. They automatically renew your prescriptions. Unless, of course, the renewals have expired, in which case they text you to tell you that you have to call the doctor and tell him to tell them to renew. And only after he tells us will we tell you it is okay; we are renewing. And now, as a most recent advancement, the pharmacist no longer automatically renews lest someone berates him or her for automatically not renewing. So what do they do? They have AI text you and tell you to get in touch with your medicine man of the day and tell him to get in touch with the pharmacy to tell them to renew the dosage of African Dung Beetle pills you have been taking in order to reduce inflammation there where it is not needed and increase inflammation there where it is needed. Ah. The miracle drugs of the century preponderate. As, by the way, does the ridiculous passing of the buck on to the consumer in order to ensure more time for worker to not work. Make that 50 milligrams, if you please. Easy to swallow tablets. Less than four inches long, if you don't mind. Less than four inches long, even if you do mind. Choking, you see, is not one of my preferred activities. It disturbs my state of health. Without auto-renewal, which they, the pharmacy, the drugstore, the apothecary use to be able to remove self-care from our daily lives while ensuring more income in their daily lives, would die. I never truly did like medicine dispensary folks. Now I hate them all. What to do, oh what to do? Quick. Into the basement. Pliers. Screw drivers. Soldering gun. Build yourself your own AI robot. Call him My Responder AI. Next time you get a text, let My Responder AI text back. Too busy. Got no time. You do it. And while you are at it, go pet peeve yourselves.
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