Easy money but boring as hell

My work takes me to different pharmacies. Many are enjoyable places I look forward to returning to, some are dire. Then there are some that are just so boring I wouldn't mind having a go at self trepanation. You know, because I'm bored and not because there's something wrong with me.

The first thing I notice is that I'm in a retail park. I immediately assume that it's going to be busy.

At the entrance I introduce myself and the staff are kind enough to return the courtesy. No wait, they do nothing of the sort. I get a glance and a half hearted grunt of acknowledgement.

Oh boy, this is going to set the tone for the day...

I'm in the pharmacy and it looks like I'm the first one here. I settle down and start setting up the PCs for the day. Then I notice the label printers are out of labels. A search through every cupboard and drawer yields nothing.

It's almost 9am and the pharmacy staff are still nowhere to be seen. Where could they be? Also, why can't I find a single roll of labels? 

It takes me almost half an hour to realise that there are no prescription meds in this place. Nothing. Zilch. Eventually I find someone in this empty place and manage to find out what the hell is going on. I forget what her name was (actually that's a lie, nobody introduced themselves) but I find out the "pharmacy" never obtained a dispensing license.

Great job idiots. You spent millions getting a retail lot and you can't even get a license to dispense medicines.

So I'm here so they can legally sell over the counter meds. A 9-6 day of not doing much. Easy money but so very boring. So boring I'm actually looking forward to having McDonalds for lunch. 

Well, might as well make myself comfortable. Good thing there's a stool. I've got CPD to complete and there's a PC so I get to work making these 9 hours of my life tolerable (I manage to complete 12 entries, that's 2/3 of my required CPD for the past 2 years).

I turn away the first person today who hands in a prescription. Take it to a real pharmacy please.

There's a small pile of merchandise sitting on the counter and the manager tells me in a stern voice that I've to put them to shelf. I give her a short and neutral sounding reply. This must have been a really bad idea since she starts having a go at me in front of the security guard. I'm pretty good at keeping my composure so I refrain from giving the cow a piece of my mind. Hmmm, I wonder where her car is parked? 

I've turned away five people and their prescriptions so far.

It's 6pm. Unless someone just invented self cleaning glasses I couldn't be happier. The place doesn't close until 8pm but the remaining 2 hours is for the next guy. He arrives and we make introductions. This is the only person today who has actually bothered to do so. Seriously, why is that so hard? Are you people afraid I'm a sorcerer who'll gain power over you if I know your name?

I warn him to keep his bag in the cloakroom, the evil cow of a manager is making her rounds and dishing out attitude. He's brought a book to spend these 2 hours. Why didn't I do that? Oh wait, I did, but couldn't enjoy it for the obnoxious background music!