January thirteenth-Sicko

Apparently this post is still "publishing" so ill rewrite it. Although I'm not sure what all I wrote.

I'm sick. Fever. Sore. Throat chills. Went to work because I'm "not. Allowed" to call in.

After I did all my morning work and had 10 min until we opened shop I asked my boss if I clocked out could I sit until we Opened. He simply said yes. He didn't ask if I was alright ...if I needed to go home...he didn't care. I mean I don't expect him to feel my forehead....drive me home and tuck me in....but as a valued long term employee I'd think my health should be a back burner concern of his at minimum.

This just hit home for me I need to search for aa different job. Its time. It was time a while back.

So my doc is open until like 9pm on Mondays! Got In at 8. Fever 102.4 and STREP THROAT. so I got a. Z pack and a Dr note to miss work tomorrow and was told to drink lots of fluids and rest.

When I text my boss...he told. Me to text my hopefully replacement ...HIS. SON. Whom he lives with. I do not have the kids number ....I told him that. That I'd bring in my note, and. I was going back to bed.

Should have licked his drinking cup when I had the opportunity.

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