Poor Dogs
So, being "sick as a dog" is a rotten thing, but being the rather selfless person I strive to be, I'm feeling rather sorry for the dogs. See, I seldom get bed-ridden sick, but lots of people use cliches, so even when I'm well, someone else is "sick as a dog." Poor dogs. They never get a break, do they.
I guess "every dog has his day." Is that his day not to be sick? I'll have to ponder that when my brain's less fuzzy.
As for me, it may just be a cold, but I have spent more time in bed than on my feet this weekend, and I'm really weighing the pros and cons of missing work tomorrow. I may have to reserve decision until the morning when I could more accurately gage whether or not sitting at the bus stop at 6:15AM in January is a good idea for someone who was unable to stay awake for more than 3 hours at a time all weekend. Clearly, if I was my mother, I would say, "there's no way you're going out there, young lady. You've been too sick and even if you think you're getting better, sitting out there in the freezing cold waiting for a bus that may or may not make you sit there an extra ten minutes--well, that's just the best way I ever heard of relapsing, if not going from "flu" to "pneumonia." Not on my watch, missy--now get back in bed!"
Then again, my mother didn't work for Hitler.
Then again, this would be the first time I have missed a day for myself. I've missed for sick kids, kids doctor's appointments, etc, but not for me. I usually work sick. If I didn't have kids, I'd have perfect attendance right now, and oodles of sick-time saved. I wouldn't even be weighing it out--I would just stay home. But I do have kids, so I don't have sick time and I have had a verbal warning for my attendance.
But, this would only by my first "incident" under the 2006 attendance plan, and I have to have 3 "incidents" in 6 months to get a "talking to," the forth is a "verbal" and the fifth is a "written" and the 6th (all still within 6 months) would be grounds for termination. 6 months from now, this one "incident" would fall off my record much the same way that a ticket falls of your driving record after a while. Likely it would be quite a while before this bites me in the butt, and I may have quit already by then. Or not.
Then again, worst-case-scenario they may eventually fire me. Then I wouldn't have to go any more. That's kind of like when we were all in school and the worst thing they could do was suspend you. Why did that always sound backwards? If you do something a little bad, they make you stay there more, which is truly a punishment, but if you set fire to something, you get to go home for a 3 day vacation. Bring on the matches, I always thought. So, now that I'm a grown up, they can't force me to work un-paid overtime as their variation of detention, so I really have nothing to fear.
I'll likely stay home. I'll have to let you know.
So anyway, that's all the thinking I can do right now. Hope no one else is sick.
Again, poor dogs.
Love and Tylenol for everyone,
Kimberly
I guess "every dog has his day." Is that his day not to be sick? I'll have to ponder that when my brain's less fuzzy.
As for me, it may just be a cold, but I have spent more time in bed than on my feet this weekend, and I'm really weighing the pros and cons of missing work tomorrow. I may have to reserve decision until the morning when I could more accurately gage whether or not sitting at the bus stop at 6:15AM in January is a good idea for someone who was unable to stay awake for more than 3 hours at a time all weekend. Clearly, if I was my mother, I would say, "there's no way you're going out there, young lady. You've been too sick and even if you think you're getting better, sitting out there in the freezing cold waiting for a bus that may or may not make you sit there an extra ten minutes--well, that's just the best way I ever heard of relapsing, if not going from "flu" to "pneumonia." Not on my watch, missy--now get back in bed!"
Then again, my mother didn't work for Hitler.
Then again, this would be the first time I have missed a day for myself. I've missed for sick kids, kids doctor's appointments, etc, but not for me. I usually work sick. If I didn't have kids, I'd have perfect attendance right now, and oodles of sick-time saved. I wouldn't even be weighing it out--I would just stay home. But I do have kids, so I don't have sick time and I have had a verbal warning for my attendance.
But, this would only by my first "incident" under the 2006 attendance plan, and I have to have 3 "incidents" in 6 months to get a "talking to," the forth is a "verbal" and the fifth is a "written" and the 6th (all still within 6 months) would be grounds for termination. 6 months from now, this one "incident" would fall off my record much the same way that a ticket falls of your driving record after a while. Likely it would be quite a while before this bites me in the butt, and I may have quit already by then. Or not.
Then again, worst-case-scenario they may eventually fire me. Then I wouldn't have to go any more. That's kind of like when we were all in school and the worst thing they could do was suspend you. Why did that always sound backwards? If you do something a little bad, they make you stay there more, which is truly a punishment, but if you set fire to something, you get to go home for a 3 day vacation. Bring on the matches, I always thought. So, now that I'm a grown up, they can't force me to work un-paid overtime as their variation of detention, so I really have nothing to fear.
I'll likely stay home. I'll have to let you know.
So anyway, that's all the thinking I can do right now. Hope no one else is sick.
Again, poor dogs.
Love and Tylenol for everyone,
Kimberly