This happened about a week and a half ago. The lady wasn't really sucky, just crazy as hell!
CL- Crazy Lady (this lady looked crazy when she came in...you know how sometimes you can just spot them?)
Me-
Ok, so CL comes in and first speaks to my co-worker "C". Turns out she lost her contact lenses and wants us to give her trials (sample contact lenses). CL isn't a patient at any of our locations and doesn't have a prescription. C asks if I can take care of her.
Me: Hi, now what is it that you wanted?
CL: Yeah, I lost my contact lenses and need trials.
Me: Ok, do you have your prescription with you?
CL: No, but I know what I need....I'm a -6.25 and-
Me: Ma'am, I'm sorry. But without a written prescription I cannot dispense anything to you. It's just like going to the pharmacy, you need a prescription.
CL: Well, I really just need one set of trials. My cat knocked my lenses off the sink and I couldn't find them.
Me: I'm sorry ma'am, but don't you have glasses?
CL: No, I need contacts.
Me: Well, I'm sorry ma'am, but like I said, we need a prescription.
At this point she's starting to unravel. Have you ever seen a cartoon where there's a string that's being pulled and it starts to break apart strand by strand?
CL: Well, LensQuest (or something like that) has my prescription. Can you call them and get it?
Me: No, but I can give you our business card and you can call them and have them fax it over to us. Then if we have your lenses in stock, we can sell you a couple of boxes.
So I go over to the counter, get a business card and hand it to her. She looks at the business card and just LOSES IT!! The cheese has just slid off her cracker.
CL starts crying, yells something about how she hates not being able to see. Then she starts PUNCHING HERSELF ON HER HEAD, HAAARD like five times on each side of her head. She jumps up and down as she's headed towards the door while pulling at her hair. As she's pushing the first door open, she proceeds to bite her arm. And when she gets to the front step of the entrance, she jumps off the step and lands in a heap on the floor still crying!!
The other customers in the store just stared in disbelief. All I was thinking was "Now somebody is gonna walk by and think we did something to her".
After she was gone, my associates asked me why I just didn't offer her the option of getting her eyes examined with us. To which I answered:
Me: Hell No!! Trust me, you do not want any parts of that crazyness as a customer!
When I told the rest of the staff and the regular OD what happened, they laughed and said they couldn't believe it. I told them to go look at the video tape if they doubted me.
I just can't believe how people get over freakin' contact lenses. One of my coworkers said it best: "It's like crack to them".
CL- Crazy Lady (this lady looked crazy when she came in...you know how sometimes you can just spot them?)
Me-

Ok, so CL comes in and first speaks to my co-worker "C". Turns out she lost her contact lenses and wants us to give her trials (sample contact lenses). CL isn't a patient at any of our locations and doesn't have a prescription. C asks if I can take care of her.
Me: Hi, now what is it that you wanted?
CL: Yeah, I lost my contact lenses and need trials.
Me: Ok, do you have your prescription with you?
CL: No, but I know what I need....I'm a -6.25 and-
Me: Ma'am, I'm sorry. But without a written prescription I cannot dispense anything to you. It's just like going to the pharmacy, you need a prescription.
CL: Well, I really just need one set of trials. My cat knocked my lenses off the sink and I couldn't find them.
Me: I'm sorry ma'am, but don't you have glasses?
CL: No, I need contacts.
Me: Well, I'm sorry ma'am, but like I said, we need a prescription.
At this point she's starting to unravel. Have you ever seen a cartoon where there's a string that's being pulled and it starts to break apart strand by strand?
CL: Well, LensQuest (or something like that) has my prescription. Can you call them and get it?
Me: No, but I can give you our business card and you can call them and have them fax it over to us. Then if we have your lenses in stock, we can sell you a couple of boxes.
So I go over to the counter, get a business card and hand it to her. She looks at the business card and just LOSES IT!! The cheese has just slid off her cracker.
CL starts crying, yells something about how she hates not being able to see. Then she starts PUNCHING HERSELF ON HER HEAD, HAAARD like five times on each side of her head. She jumps up and down as she's headed towards the door while pulling at her hair. As she's pushing the first door open, she proceeds to bite her arm. And when she gets to the front step of the entrance, she jumps off the step and lands in a heap on the floor still crying!!
The other customers in the store just stared in disbelief. All I was thinking was "Now somebody is gonna walk by and think we did something to her".
After she was gone, my associates asked me why I just didn't offer her the option of getting her eyes examined with us. To which I answered:
Me: Hell No!! Trust me, you do not want any parts of that crazyness as a customer!
When I told the rest of the staff and the regular OD what happened, they laughed and said they couldn't believe it. I told them to go look at the video tape if they doubted me.
I just can't believe how people get over freakin' contact lenses. One of my coworkers said it best: "It's like crack to them".



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