Walgreens

I grew up a CVS boy, but I fell in love with it’s cousin Walgreens. Yes, the check out line may be longer than the one at the CVS across the street, but it’s a busier store. Here’s a hint, check for a cashier at the makeup counter. Solid selection and a very friendly staff are what keeps me coming back.

This Walgreens was open on a Sunday morning when the CVS across the street wasn’t. When you’re miserable, you need meds now. I’m glad this place keeps better hours than CVS.

I end up here when I’m too lazy to hit HEB for a gallon of milk or birthday card. I use their photo printing which is actually quite good and cheap if you use a coupon. Some employees are just running out the clock and you’ll meet some interesting people after hours.

The store is nice but on average I’m waiting behind 5 other people to check out so it always takes forever!

«HELP!!! Walgreen’s is holding me hostage!»
That’s what I wrote on my iPhone during more optimistic times… When I still believed in Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, and social security benefits for my generation. Ok, ok, I wrote that like 30 minutes ago. There were about 150 more words here filled with bargaining, pleading, and acceptance, but they’ve gone the way of the delete key – for this new and improved review:
Now, I don’t expect a lot from Walgreen’s. It’s a massive pharmacy that everyone, including that purple haired elderly lady with the purse dog, uses. And if you go during rush hour, you’re bound to wait a little longer than usual.
I was prepared. I made my doctor call in the prescription, and I would just go pick it up. Sounds simple in theory.
The dark, dodgy reality of it is that this particular Walgreen’s took it, sat on it, and didn’t «start» on it until I walked in and went «Hi, my doctor called in a prescription for me.»
I was told 10 minutes, so I decided to stay and wait instead of leave. Big mistake. 20 minutes later, I’m told «Oh, it’s on the computer to be worked on now.» I don’t know what that means, but it seemed to imply that I’d have my magical pills in 5 minutes. We’re not talking some fancy compound that the pharmacist has to pull out a mortar and pestle for; it’s an extremely common pre-​measured pack of pills.
15 minutes later, my first Unilocal review composed and saved, I walk up and huff «Where are we at?» As it turns out, the pharmacist then decides to look at it and announces a bunch of insurance hooey, and the end of the story is that I probably won’t be getting my pills. Thanks bastard medical insurance! Thanks pharmacist for not calling me over sooner!
That tore it for me. I decided right then and there that I was done with Walgreen’s, and I walked out without filling the prescription. There are at least 6 pharmacies within a five mile radius of my house. Surely, one of them is competent enough to fill my prescription for me and at least call me to the counter to spare me 40 minutes of my life when my insurance decides to jerk me around.