ShopRite Pharmacy of East Hartford

I felt like I was going through airport security. My doctor is elderly and still writes paper prescriptions and has a waiver to do so. Upon handing it to the odious woman behind the counter she looks at it, blatantly checking all the security features. I asked if she had ever filled prescriptions from my doctor before, she said she didn’t recognize him. EVERY pharmacist I’ve dealt with in Glastonbury knows my doctor. Clearly his clientele do not use crummy stores/pharmacies like ShopRite and I certainly never will be coming here again. I understand this woman, who apparently was the head pharmacist, was just doing her job, but I was made to feel like some sort of drug dealer. Not happy.