( This is a long blog, but it needed to be written this way)
As most of you know I have been sick since Friday. Well before then but Friday I went to the doctor finally because I was tired of coughing and being in pain. The doctor diagnosed me with Bronchitis and prescribed me the Z-pack. I thought it would be no big deal to work the next day so I did, even though the doctor advised me to stay home until Monday. But I thought to myself if I can't go to work that I can't see my kids. NO WAY was I going to let that happen.
So I go to work on Saturday and am feeling pretty good, until I start working really hard, and start coughing to much. On my lunch break I went and talked to my manager about how I was feeling and that I have bronchitis, and even tried to show him the doctors note.
Me: " Aaron, I am not feeling to well and was wondering if possible can I go home a little early? I have a doctors note here explaining that I really shouldn't be working today because of my bronchitis."
Thinking that he would see I was being tough and look at the note. But not even looking at me he says
" You know Alecia you've been sick a lot lately, I think it would be best for you just to toughen it out. I'll see what I can do."
To make a long story short. He let me off register 15 minutes before I was supposed to end my shift.
Needless to say I went to see my kids that night, did not go to church the next day, and went back to work Monday. Mind you by now I not only have bronchitis, but a VERY bad cold as well.
Before I even clocked in I talked to Sherri, another Manager. Explaining my situation and telling her how much I didn't want to spread my germs to others.
Making a long story short I stuck it out even though I was blowing my nose and coughing all day long. I literally had customers walk away without buying anything because they were not interested in my germs. I even had a customer want to talk to Sherri to give her
"A piece of my mind, for letting you work when you look so miserable"
By the time I came home from work and checked my temp. It was at 100 point 5. I was so sick and sore from coughing and sneezing that I just crashed and didn't wake up until noon the next day. Which was when I was supposed to go to work, still in pain and not feeling good I called in only to hear this from Sherri.
Me:" Hey Sherri it's Alecia"
Sherri: " Hi Alecia, what's up?"
Me: " I just woke up and know I am supposed to be on the clock right now. However I am not coming in because I'm still REALLY sick."
Sherri:(sarcastically) " Well you picked a really good time to call in, you know you're supposed to be closing tonight."
Me: " Yeah I know and I'm really sorry. It's just that I still..
(interrupted by Sherri) " Well just make sure that you get a doctor's note. I mean you were able to toughen it out yesterday, why not today?"
Can you believe that? I really wish I would have recorded the conversation to show just how sarcastic she was being, and how much she made it sound like I was faking the whole thing.
Okay I have said my two cents and am done now.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Are you calling me a liar?
Posted by Mrs. Morrison at 7:32 AM
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I'm sorry that you're having problems w/ work. I always hate dealing with work when I am sick. You would think they would be more understanding, considering you have a note from your doctor. Hope you feel better soon.
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