The Cold. She Burns.
October 18, 2006
I’ve officially been sick since the sixth of October. I call foul. Fowl. And possibly also fool.
I can’t breathe through my nose at all and my throat is swollen and gross. It hurts to swallow.
Kitti’s cold is getting better. Steeb has yet to get sick. Jerk.
I’m at work, though! Infecting everyone. I was a plague rat in a previous life.
4 Responses to “The Cold. She Burns.”
Today we were reminded that if we call in sick and do not have a doctor’s note it will be marked as an “Occurance.” It’s a COLD. I know what it is. My doctor will not want me there infecting others. I do not want to pay him $15 copay to tell my boss I should stay in bed until I feel better. So I go to work where helpful people tell me I should be home in bed, or better yet “not infecting others.” I’d like to go breathe on the Human Resources genius who made up this rule.
By mim on Oct 18, 2006
If they’re just looking for a receipt, make copies and fill in different dates. Do they want the diagnostic code too?
By daffyd on Oct 19, 2006
Mim and I are the types to not only have the diagnostics codes but the differentials, treatment plans, and case studies.
By Agent Nine on Oct 19, 2006
I guess I’m lucky. It’s only after 3 days that I need to provide proof that I’m sick. Our sick days are part of the overall leave bank though, so if you don’t use them, you can use them on vacation.
Mim, next time you’re sick but not sick enough to visit the MD, stop by your HR department and play up the amount that you’re sick so that maybe they’ll see the side effect of “fascist human resources”.
A couple of drops of some laxative in their coffee couldn’t hurt either.
By daffyd on Oct 20, 2006