sickness
Yesterday at the Gap, they sent me home from work, because I threw up in the break room. All morning I'd been telling my manager I was feeling pretty sick, and she kept saying I could go home as soon as so and so got there. Well the next person on the clock was running very late (45 min), and as each customer came through my line, I tried to open my mouth as little as possible, because I kept feeling like I was going to lose it all over the counter.
Finally, without permission, I pushed my way out of the cash register and careened to the break room, making it to the trash can not a moment too soon. As it turns out, coffee is not nearly so pleasant coming up as it is going down - and that's all that was in my stomach. Guess that's what I had to do to get their attention, because now they've given me the entire weekend off, and right before Christmas! At least now they know I won't call in sick unless I absolutely have to. I kinda wish I had thrown up at the cash register in front of customers. It would have been embarrassing, but it would have made a great story.
Well, now I can catch up on my reading a little. Cheers.
Finally, without permission, I pushed my way out of the cash register and careened to the break room, making it to the trash can not a moment too soon. As it turns out, coffee is not nearly so pleasant coming up as it is going down - and that's all that was in my stomach. Guess that's what I had to do to get their attention, because now they've given me the entire weekend off, and right before Christmas! At least now they know I won't call in sick unless I absolutely have to. I kinda wish I had thrown up at the cash register in front of customers. It would have been embarrassing, but it would have made a great story.
Well, now I can catch up on my reading a little. Cheers.