Sick With No Relief In Sight
Saturday, April 19th, 2008I’ve got some sort of stomach flu. I got to work and felt like crawling into a hole and dying. I called my boss and left a message on her phone that I was sick, and desparately wanted to home and die. Left two messages and no answer. Guess this is revenge for all the times I’ve ignored her cell calls.
The other supervisor is at a funeral, so I can’t really ask him to cover for me, so I get to spend most of the day supervising from the restroom. It’s not pretty.
Hey, it hailed a little while ago. The weather around here has gotten pretty strange for this time of year. Hail, snow, rain (which is pretty usual, actually). Between that and being sick, this would’ve been a perfect day to curl up in front of the fireplace, and barf my guts out in a bucket. Mmm…there’s a visual. Hope I’ve deeply disturbed you. Nyah.
