I am not a drug addict – I just have a lot of headaches

I walked into a chemist the other day and politely requested some headache tablets.

‘What are they for,” asked the 12-year-old behind the counter, suspiciously.

For a headache, I replied like a smartarse as she looked me up and down.

“Have you had them before, how often do you take them and we will need to see your driver’s licence,” she countered, from behind the counter.

Who else is sick of being treated like a junkie every time they walk into a chemist these days?

Teenage shop assistants loudly ask personal questions; sour-faced clerks demand identification for cough medicine; and white-coated pharmacists come down from their lofty dispensaries to lecture.

Is it the way I dress or is everyone being treated like a drug dealer when they go shopping for something to dry up their snot?

Knowing the drama asking for a certain brand of headache tablets gets you, I once asked for just a small packet.

Yes, I get a lot of headaches – usually after visiting a chemist, strangely enough.

“Oh, we don’t have any packs of 10 left, only 30s,” said another 12-year-old.

Ok, I’ll have a pack of 30s then.

“Then we will need to see your driver’s licence because you are buying a large quantity.”

But I’m only getting the 30s because you don’t have the 10s.

“We still need to see identification and enter your name into the system.”

Recently I was even questioned over a brand of eye drops I asked for.

Putting her head to one side doubtfully, a 12-year-old asked me what I wanted them for.

To put in my eyes, I said patiently and added, before she could utter another word, “my optometrist prescribed it.”

Oh, that’s ok then.

I’m sure pharmacists are fed up with people trying to get certain products that can be used to manufacture illegal drugs.

And I am also sure they are very aware of the duty of care they have to ensure customers are getting the right medicine and information.

But the vast majority of us do not sniff cold tablets, or whatever druggies do, and know exactly what we need when we are sick.

So could they at least tell their staff to stop being so rude?

 

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Are we being worked to death?

REMEMBER those old movies set in the future that predicted the most ridiculous scenarios?

You know, the ones your lame friend (everyone has one) is referring to when they guffaw ‘where’s my jetpack’ for the 100th time?

Oh, and by the way, there are jetpacks you morons, if you want one go and buy it.

Well, not all of those predictions look so ridiculous now the Abbott Government is talking about the hard decisions that have to be made to deal with the ageing population.

Logan’s Run, for instance, a movie about a society where population and the consumption of resources are managed by knocking off everyone who reaches a certain age.

He may not have a vaporisation chamber in mind but increasing the age of retirement to 70, as floated by Treasurer Joe Hockey, may just do the job.

Maintain the stress of work, commuting and unfriendly work places for a few extra years and, voila, more people will cark it before they can suck up taxes in pensions.

Problem solved.

Radio talkback and news website comments have been divided about the issue over the past few days.

There are those who happily embrace working late into life, talking of their joy at getting a job at Bunnings or Woolies when they thought no one else would take them on.

Then there were those who were frightened about the physical reality of working as their bodies pass the ‘no going back’ stage of life.

You know, when things that once stopped hurting after a few days, just keep on hurting, forever.

Tradies and those who have physically taxing jobs are going to find it particularly difficult to keep going past 60.

But even chair warmers like me will probably find their arthritic fingers starting to give out after decades of pounding a keyboard.

Equally cruel is the assumption older workers who once had high powered, high paying jobs but are now discriminated against – as so many are – should be happy with low paying service jobs.

By the way, Mr Hockey will retire with a pension of at least $270,000 a year.

I know who I’d like to put in the vaporisation chamber.

 

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