That is the loving nickname I will provide to one of my customers. It's definitely a lot kinder than some of the other things I've called him including, "That pain in the ass that can leave a ranitidine prescription here for a week and a half, but has to stand there and stare at us while he's waiting for his Vicodin."
As you may have guessed, he seems to be a bit attached to his Vicodin. He has a legitimate prescription from his doctor, but more and more frequently he has begun to really sketch me out. It's gotten to the point where I'm not entirely certain he isn't playing games around his doctor to get the prescription in the first place.
We have frequently had to tell this... Gentleman... Or a woman who I think is his wife (I can't even attempt to call her a lady without giggling insanely to myself) that the Vicodin prescription is too early, but we can fill *insert slew of scripts I had to put back into stock here.* They don't like that, and they spend a little while whining about it, then they go home after the pharmacist explains that if they use the medication properly, they have enough for a thirty day supply. I love the silent accusation there, but I have yet to see either of my pharmacists calling his doctor with our, or at least my, concern about abuse.
I like this little character-setting. I think I may do more of it with the frequent fliers in my pharmacy as they tend to be fun for story-telling.
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