I am not feeling very good right now. I am at work (I usually blog at work, during the down time). I would (probably should) blog at home, but there is no such thing as down time when you have a family of 6.
Anyways, I was driving to work, and I wasn’t feeling very good. I got less then a block to work, and I spewed all over in my car. I felt a little better, so, I cleaned up the car with what I had available; Diapers. Yes, they were clean and unused. It was the only absorbent thing I could find in the van. Wouldn’t you know. My wife cleans out the van on the day that I have blow chunks.
Alas, I sit here, half sick, mostly tired, and I pray that the phone doesn’t ring, so I can just sit here and pretend that I am not sick.
I have actually had to take a “potty” break, but I wasn’t sitting, I was kneeling.
I wouldn’t normally come in. But, I am the only person who works my shift. I work the overnight shift (12:00am to 8:00am). We really don’t have that much work to do, so it is usually just one person. So, If I call in sick, then I really screw someone, because they have to work a double shift.
So, I am here spreading germs. I just see it. We are going to have some sort of epidemic, because I was too proud to make someone work a double shift.
It actually goes further than that. I won’t call in sick, because I was told that there is no such thing as sick leave in our department. Is that legal? Can they really tell me that?
I know that someone else (who works the night shift – 4:00pm to 12:00am) called in sick on Monday. They didn’t harass him about it. But I know that they would me. Maybe I should have just called in sick, and not worried about what other’s think. But that just isn’t me.
So, I am sick. I hope I get over it soon. I have things I want and need to do this weekend.
Gazelem 