The prescription was for fifty mg of Zoloft, but for some reason you heard fifty mg of carbon tetrachloride. You'll never get an earful from the patient himself, but his family members are none too pleased with you.

You work in a small pharmacy on the ground level of a hospital in Los Angeles. You curse your decision daily to take French in high school rather than Spanish.

You work in a large independent pharmacy, and your central location ensures that things are always hopping. Especially your patients with ADHD.

You do drug research for a pharmaceutical company. Life may be your anti-drug, but you can't bottle that.

While doing pharmaceutical research you helped develop a drug that drastically reduces a user's weight with no side effects. Finally, we can all be as lazy as nature intended.