Showing posts with label sick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sick. Show all posts

Tuesday, 12 December 2006

To work, or not to work?

I am feeling much better. A good 50% better, I could work now, my sinus is a little blocked, but not that bad, I still feel that fluy feeling, although I could manage. But, I really want to stay at home, I would have tomorrow off at any rate so I'd be back to work on Thursday.

However, if I do, a couple of things may happen,

It could be considered a breach of contract. I might pay through the nose for that.

Nothing might happen.

If I work today they might ask me to come in on Wednesday and that will mean a 7 day week for me.

In any case, it's only 11 working days untill Christmas. Just 11. I'd have Christmas day and boxing day off. If I don't go back to work right now I'll have 9 days off.

I've still got to face that meeting about the work joke from the other day and explain slash protect myself from someone elses chip on the shoulder. As my large Irish mate said, if you'd have been there a year, nothing would have happened. It's because you're the new guy. Then a wrote a few obsenitys. All that made me feel much better.

Working as an English teacher has ruined me, or perhaps, I'm just unhappy about doing work I don't like doing. Which is a perfectly reasonable thing.

I've got an hour and a half to decide. Not long.

Life. I dunno...

Monday, 11 December 2006

Blurgh!

I'm under the weather at the moment, and something I did not realise is that you are legally entitled to have 6 days off work due to sickness without a doctors note. If your work does want a note it would cost them £50 to obtain one from the doctors.

This was the short lecture I was given this morning at the doctors for waisting his time if there were genuinely really sick people who needed treatment.

Yeah...

I cannot please anyone these days. I'm putting my feet are going in all the wrong places.

The joys of being me.

Anyway, aside from that, I'm pleased to be off work I'm also pleased to have a sck note. as my manager asked this morning "Are you really sick?" "Yes" I said, "I'm getting a sick note for you."

I think he asked this because of my recent put my foot right in it joke with the "You working?" comment I made the other day. They might think I don't want to face the music. However, I am genuinely feeling blurgh. I haven't felt this blurgh since my last few weeks in China.

So, I'm off to rest, take it easy and get better. I'll feel more up for the coming wave of doom when I'm a hundred percent again.