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raybearMy co-worker is still home with her back problems, which forced me to come into work even though I'm feeling craptastic. I'm so spoiled. Back in the days of "no paid time off", I'd work sick all the time since I needed money. Nowadays I get 12 sick days a year, plus vacation time, and I use them fairly liberally, never coming into the office if I'm feeling the slightest bit contagious or under the weather. Today I trooped in, trying to maintain a balance of "good spirits" so that the day won't drag while also being a little pitiful so I can get a few get-out-of-jail free points as well as appearing somewhat heroic.
And guess what? My other co-worker just called in sick. She's never sick just one day -- it's always at least two or three. Which never annoys me, seeing as she has chronic illness problems and manages to come in even when she's not feeling 100%. So when she calls in, I trust that she's really fcked up. Or at least the world's best actor (not bloody likely). My other co-worker is more of a crying wolf type of calling-in employee -- or at least the world's worst actor (possibly both). I'd like to think I'm somewhere in the middle. I never actually fake it....though obviously sometimes I'm more sick than others. But even if I'm hacking up blood, I'd still feel twinges of guilt when I dial the number and leave a message in my boss's voicemail.
I was thoroughly unimpressed with American Idol last night. And I hit the pillow by 9:45 (yet still felt tired at 7 am when the alarm went off). I want to sleep and sleep and sleep.
And guess what? My other co-worker just called in sick. She's never sick just one day -- it's always at least two or three. Which never annoys me, seeing as she has chronic illness problems and manages to come in even when she's not feeling 100%. So when she calls in, I trust that she's really fcked up. Or at least the world's best actor (not bloody likely). My other co-worker is more of a crying wolf type of calling-in employee -- or at least the world's worst actor (possibly both). I'd like to think I'm somewhere in the middle. I never actually fake it....though obviously sometimes I'm more sick than others. But even if I'm hacking up blood, I'd still feel twinges of guilt when I dial the number and leave a message in my boss's voicemail.
I was thoroughly unimpressed with American Idol last night. And I hit the pillow by 9:45 (yet still felt tired at 7 am when the alarm went off). I want to sleep and sleep and sleep.
