i can't take a hint, apparently
okay, so yeah, i've been sick since wednesday night-ish.
i've been sorta pushing that off to the side, cause, you know, fuck being sick.
then, last night at work, not even 2 hours there, i lost my equilibrium and almost fell into a fry vat. one of the other managers tells me to go home.
today, i go in, feeling better, but lacking a voice, and still being freaking exhausted.
i get told in no uncertain terms that i'm going to go sit down, shut up, and that i'm going home early again.
really not pushing myself for sympathy, but it does amuse me that i tend to bring out the mothering instincts people.
(said like that because it's two of the women managers who sent me home, whereas the assistant just gave me a 'good job on toughing it out.')
also, jais seems to think now that either i refuse to take care of myself, or that i don't realise how sick i get.
i'm leaning toward the latter.
i've been sorta pushing that off to the side, cause, you know, fuck being sick.
then, last night at work, not even 2 hours there, i lost my equilibrium and almost fell into a fry vat. one of the other managers tells me to go home.
today, i go in, feeling better, but lacking a voice, and still being freaking exhausted.
i get told in no uncertain terms that i'm going to go sit down, shut up, and that i'm going home early again.
really not pushing myself for sympathy, but it does amuse me that i tend to bring out the mothering instincts people.
(said like that because it's two of the women managers who sent me home, whereas the assistant just gave me a 'good job on toughing it out.')
also, jais seems to think now that either i refuse to take care of myself, or that i don't realise how sick i get.
i'm leaning toward the latter.