Lost weekend
Damn. Don’t you hate it when you start feeling bad on a Friday, spend Saturday and Sunday coughing and hacking in a Nyquil and Dayquil induced haze, and then wake up in time to find you’re just about well enough to drag yourself to work on Monday?
Hey, I had plans for that time! Big plans! Important plans!
Plus: my writer’s group is meeting on Saturday, and now I have 5 Dayjob-filled weekdays in which to finish reading and analyzing one of our members’ ENTIRE NOVEL.
Well, at least my week off is still coming up, and I sincerely hope that I used up all the germs that might have threatened to make me ill during that time.
Because being ill for my week off would be completely miserable.
April 21st, 2011 at 12:46 pm
I feel for you. In the 23 years I worked for my company, I had one sick day. All the other times I was really sick was on weekends or when I had vacation scheduled.
April 22nd, 2011 at 10:28 am
Ita –
Well, I do hope the company appreciated your work ethic!
And I hope the job was one you loved…