Hi, this is Leslie Harris, and I don’t call in sick. Except I did yesterday.
But I don’t call in sick. Really.
So yesterday, when I was feeling too crummy to come into work, I tried to talk myself into it. I mean, I don’t have to get dressed up when I come to work at The River, so I threw on some jeans and a sweatshirt and made a valiant attempt. But I was too weak, and felt like I was going to, you know, get sick again? (there’s no polite way to say that. Can we just call it the V word?)
Anyway, I was nervous about calling Danielle, but of course, she was great about it. Danielle knows that’s part of being the boss is that sometimes people call in sick, and that
I am not a person who calls in sick.
Now, I have another part-time job, and I called in to that one too yesterday. That boss was not so gracious. He asked me if I would still go in, even though I told him that I thought ‘the V word’ was going to happen. I had to remind him that even though I have been working for him for more than three years, I have only called in once before, and that
I just don’t call in sick.
So now I’m sitting here thinking, why is it so weird for me? Well, I don’t like it when people get mad at me or are upset with me, so there you go. Plus, I have worked with people in the past who have made a habit of calling in sick, so I don’t want to be known as ‘that person.’ It’s all just so weird, and all stems from wanting people to think well of me. Anyway, I’m working on letting go of that kind of stuff! And I’m happy to report, that I’m much better today, and ready to rock.