Back to work...
Sep. 13th, 2005 03:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
linden_jay... and I'm dreading it.
I mean, lord only knows that at the best of times, I'm really not all that thrilled to be there, but I'm really not looking forward to going back tomorrow. I booked a bunch of time off to move, then, as I wrote about last time, I ended up getting disgustingly sick, and had to have the Academic Husband call me in sick all five shifts I was supposed to work last week. The first four of those, I could hardly even move, I felt so crappy. And I still feel crappy, but no longer crappy enough that I can justify calling in sick... unless the cough that I've developed decides to turn into bronchitus like it does every 6-15 months, but that's a whole 'nother kettle of lampshades.
The general rule at work is that you're supposed to call yourself in sick, and that they give you a list of phone numbers to find someone else to work for you- which I think is a stupid assed thing in the first place. To paraphrase... I think it was Angie, if you're sick, you're not coming in anyway, whether you can find someone to take your shift or not, so it's just sheer laziness on their part to try and make you find the person to cover you. If you just want the day off- absolutely. Find your own cover. But for a sick day? Bitch please.
And the second part is that I don't have a phone- still! Which is a whole 'nother rant, but it doesn't really matter in any way other than that I don't have a phone, and I couldn't leave the house, so me calling me in sick? Not gonna happen. So stop getting pissy with my husband for calling me in- the day before, I might add, giving you plenty of time to find a substitute.
I'm really actually dreading going in tomorrow, because I don't know what's going to happen. I might get bitched out, I might be in trouble, they might be asking me why I don't have a note from a doctor, I don't know. And I'm really not looking forward to finding out.
And I really hate feeling this stressed out over whether or not I'm going to get bitched out for calling in sick when I was- guess what? Sick! Believe me- getting sick after taking time off work to move wasn't my idea of a good plan. Especially first month of the new school year, where we're always absurdly poor right off the start because AH doesn't get paid until end of the month. Ugh.
*stops bitching, tries really really hard to get my tummy to stop hurting so I can go to sleep*
I mean, lord only knows that at the best of times, I'm really not all that thrilled to be there, but I'm really not looking forward to going back tomorrow. I booked a bunch of time off to move, then, as I wrote about last time, I ended up getting disgustingly sick, and had to have the Academic Husband call me in sick all five shifts I was supposed to work last week. The first four of those, I could hardly even move, I felt so crappy. And I still feel crappy, but no longer crappy enough that I can justify calling in sick... unless the cough that I've developed decides to turn into bronchitus like it does every 6-15 months, but that's a whole 'nother kettle of lampshades.
The general rule at work is that you're supposed to call yourself in sick, and that they give you a list of phone numbers to find someone else to work for you- which I think is a stupid assed thing in the first place. To paraphrase... I think it was Angie, if you're sick, you're not coming in anyway, whether you can find someone to take your shift or not, so it's just sheer laziness on their part to try and make you find the person to cover you. If you just want the day off- absolutely. Find your own cover. But for a sick day? Bitch please.
And the second part is that I don't have a phone- still! Which is a whole 'nother rant, but it doesn't really matter in any way other than that I don't have a phone, and I couldn't leave the house, so me calling me in sick? Not gonna happen. So stop getting pissy with my husband for calling me in- the day before, I might add, giving you plenty of time to find a substitute.
I'm really actually dreading going in tomorrow, because I don't know what's going to happen. I might get bitched out, I might be in trouble, they might be asking me why I don't have a note from a doctor, I don't know. And I'm really not looking forward to finding out.
And I really hate feeling this stressed out over whether or not I'm going to get bitched out for calling in sick when I was- guess what? Sick! Believe me- getting sick after taking time off work to move wasn't my idea of a good plan. Especially first month of the new school year, where we're always absurdly poor right off the start because AH doesn't get paid until end of the month. Ugh.
*stops bitching, tries really really hard to get my tummy to stop hurting so I can go to sleep*
