The Pharmacy The pharmacy was very busy place. The pharmacist was talking on the telephone and working on the computer at the same time. After a while the printed some papers on the white printer. As he was counting the pills he pulled from the shelf, a customer asked, “where are your pain relievers”. The pharmacist told her here where to go. Just as he was about to finish counting the pills. Another customer wanted to get a prescription filled. The customer handed a paper that had a blue sybole of some kind, and then he finished counting the pills. Meanwhile at the other end of the pharmacy, there is a gray register. There are about eleven people waiti