Controlled Substance War Story

That last blog reminded me of an incident involving controlled substances security.  Sorry! A couple of employees came to me to advise me that our veterinarian had left our controlled substances unsecured.  The veterinarian was on vacation and was the only person with the keys to the drug box.

While in the military, I spent a lot of my time studying.  I usually studied criminal investigation techniques, but I would often break from that training to pick up other useful knowledge.   As such, I learned locksmithing; to be more exact, I studied lock picking.

I simply picked the drug box lock and resecured the drugs.  When the veterinarian returned from vacation; I explained to the veterinarian what I had done.  It seems that the veterinarian only heard “lock pick” and “drug box.”

A few days later, I was visited by a trio of criminal investigators who were investigating me for breaking into the veterinarian’s drug box.  Fortunately, they got a good laugh out of it.  They went on to report my veterinarian to the State Pharmacy Board.  I don’t know what the best lesson to learn here was: to pay more attention to locking your drugs, paying more attention when your Executive Director is talking to you,  or just not being stupid (trying to get your boss fired without thinking it through).