The lowest-stress job on earth is a pharmacist at the VA Hospital in Northport, NY. There is absolutely no danger whatsoever that anyone employed there will ever die from overwork, or working too quickly. The problem I find is that, often, the medications expire before the prescriptions are filled. Yeah, that slow.
But they're not the only goofballs. The way it works there is, your prescriptions get put in via computer, and when they're filled, the patients name will appear on a TV monitor in the waiting area. So one day recently, I sat there an extra half hour longer than I had to because I was waiting for my name to appear on the little screen. That was a problem because the prescriptions were for "Pop", who is not me. I figured it out eventually.