CVS Pharmacy

It’s sad when you’re going to a CVS especially the one Milwaukee And Pulaski and you get treated like a second-​class citizen especially by a cashier and you call a complaint to the corporate office then they don’t even have the decency to even give you a courtesy return call

On August 8^th, I purchased detergent and didn’t realize there was a limit on the deal. Eduardo rang me up and pointed out the fine print in the sales ad. I mentioned I wanted to return one of them then as the non-​sale price was steep. An area/​district manager was on site and told him to give me the sale price on the 2^nd detergent. I was so happy and thankful!

Why is it when I’m trying to call in a prescription to the pharmacy they never answer? It just keeps ringing and ringing and ringing! Very unprofessional!

Always really friendly. They usually have everything I need with exception of my brand cat food.
Always have change and I love my rewards!
Thanks cvs by me! For being there ²⁴⁄₇

I was only here because a friend needed to pick up her medication from the pharmacy!
I was amazed at how big this location was but while my friend was here the cashier was very nice to her and answered all her questions!
If I’m in the area again I will go back to this location!

Just your average CVS, but just a little bit bigger. Conveniently open 24 hrs, thank goodness!

I typically like CVS better than Walgreen’s. This particular store is the exception to the rule. I am pleased that it is so close to me and I am pleased that it is 24 hours but that is where the pleasure ends.
If you are looking for consumables, ALWAYS check the expiration dates. i am constantly coming across items that are extremely close to the expiration and on occasion things that are past the expiration date.
I wanted to transfer my prescription from Walgreen’s to CVS via this store and they dragged their feet so bad that we had to go to a different CVS to finally make it happen. Epic FAIL!

I go in one time after a painful visit to a dentist. It’s already 10pm, I’m tired, and starting to feel a lot of pain. My dentist prescribed a medication so I went in to get it. I thought it would take 5 maybe 10 minutes but NO it took then a whole half an hour to fill the prescription. I thought I’m going to scream. I was so mad when I finally got it I told then that next time I’ll try to do it myself and it would probably be quicker. I avoid this location since that night.

The security guard eyeballs me as I approach the door. I slow my stride, giving him the same disparaging stare and deliberate once-​over. Behind us battered pickup trucks vie for parking spaces, scrap metal squealing and grinding in their beds. I walk too close to the guard, daring him to say something, knowing he won’t. Headlights dance off the building’s stained exterior, the three-​way intersection a snarl of cars and crosswalks, the air alive with shouted curses and blaring horns. I hate this part of town.
Inside it’s all Mexicans and overstock holiday items, neither of which I care enough about to examine more closely. One overhead light is always on the verge of dying, flickering epilepsy down on the just, the unjust and the gladware, an instant throbbing in the temples upon entry.
Scientific American sits sandwiched on the magazine rack between Motorcross and MuscleMag like an unfunny joke. A round, black ass practically jumps off the cover of King, glossy and tempting. A middle aged Polish woman thumbs through a romance paperback near the gallon jugs of wine. I can’t help but laugh at their enormous plastic anti-​theft devices, as though anyone could get something so large and unweildy out the door unnoticed in the first place, especially with that leering flatfoot security goon out front pretending he’s a cop.
What did I come here for? Half and half? Cheap cigars? Ice cream for the girl? It doesn’t matter. Whatever it is it’ll still take me 15 minutes to get through the line. They only hire kids with pimples and an aversion to clothes that fit. Slow eyes that don’t follow anything in particular. Dopers, every one of them. I stare at the pustules on their cheeks as they try to scan my items. What are they, 15? 16? Young enough not to know any better than to work in a dump like this, under that fucking flickering halogen. Old enough to know it’s better to do it stoned so you don’t start crying or pull a knife.
Why does this place carry so much booze? there’s a liquor store kiddie-​corner. Nice little Polack joint. A lot of colored glass bottles of syrupy hooch from the old country. They must look out the window and spit every time they see one of these walking-​dead degenerates shuffle past the security guard with a brown bag and a gap-​toothed grin.
What the hell did I come here for? Coffee? A Christmas card? Straight-​to-​DVD movies for $ 6.99?
Jesus, that light is killing me. My eye starts to twitch. A little Latin girl in a parka stares at me with her head cocked. Her mother tugs her away, apologizing. I wave her away. It’s nothing. De nada. I’d stare too if I were a kid. Greasy haired stranger, pale-​skinned, eye fluttering. Turning this way and that, lost in the supermarket. What’s not to look at?
I have to get out of here. My head. That fucking light. If that wannabe cop looks at me twice I’m going to gut him right there in the lot. Let the gap-​teeth rifle his pockets while he bleeds out. What did I even come here for?
Fuck it. Doesn’t matter. Back outside, back to the squeal of brakes and the hiss and scrape of the buses. The whole street smells like ozone and old vegetables. Some kid got kidnapped here a few weeks back. Shows how stupid some people are. You could round up any five people in a mile radius and not get $ 100 from their pockets. That security clown is busy staring down some Mexican kids sleeveless shirts. It’s December. They give him the same and then some, openly sneering. Maybe they’ll cut him since I’m already halfway across the street.
I duck into the liquor store as the rain starts to fall. Little bits of ice in it. The walk home is going to be fun. Might as well grab some booze since my head is pounding.
I hate this part of town.

They finally updated there stash of liquor and beer. Still has the same smell as before. Overall if I’m in a pinch and need to get something I come here including pharmaceutical medicine.

This is a HUGE CVS… I mean huge. And it’s got well-​stocked liquor section. My only gripe is that I’ll pass it 9 in the evening and it will look closed.
I could be wrong, but does this CVS keep banker’s hours or what?

I really like this CVS location. It’s nice and clean looking and everyone is very friendly. But the main reason why I’m so delighted with this location is because I found mustache wax here. Because I gots a case of the mustache fever.