So I was sitting at a table at my daughters sports banquet.......boyfriend was with me......we arrived just a few minutes before the dinner was to start so we really didn't have a choice of where to sit. We were stuck sitting with a couple who I've known casually through the years from attending sporting events and dinners such as the one I'm writing about..............on the drive to the dinner boyfriend and I talked about work sick days, and our philosophy on using those sick days. My philosophy is that life is short, and whether or not you're sick, you should use your sick days. All of them! USE THEM............HAVE SOME FUN..........IT'S NOT ALL ABOUT WORK........PLAYING HOOKY IS FUN!...plus your employer will never be as loyal to you as you may be to them, and if you think they will be, let me tell you you're dead wrong!.....................so we're seated next to this perfectly stuffy couple, who have perfectly neurotic kids, and the topic of conversation is people who call in sick to work.
Stuffy couple believes you should go to work no matter what, and no matter how sick you may be....... Boyfriends giving me the "eye" and kicking me under the table...................and he's daring me to share my philosphy. But I couldn't do it. I wanted to with every ounce of my being. But I was afraid of being judged........kinda like I was judging them. I'm such a puss when it comes to letting people know the real me. I have a deep fear of not being liked. I try to be what I think people want me to be. I'm better about it than I used to be because I've worked on it.........I'm just not all the way there yet!
Daughters birthday party was a success. Fun was had by all..................tomorrow is her birthday. Her cheerleading coach called me to tell me that since daughters birthday is on the first day back to school.....coach has decorated her door at school in honor of daughters birthday. I'm sure it will make daughter smile.
When I turned 16, and when my 4 sisters turned 16, we would wake in the morning to dads stereo playing "16 candles." Dad is out of town for daughters birthday. But when we went to see him last week, dad played "she was only 16" on his stereo, and he sang to daughter as the song played. It was funny, and sweet.
Work is going good. The new owners aren't playing. They mean what they say and say what they mean. I like it.
2 comments:
Seriously, you and your dinner mates should be able to have a converstaion where you disagree without hating each other. There's a reason why most employers went from calling them "sick days" to "personal days" I NEVER feel guilty for calling out.
I almost alyways feel guilty for calling off. But I do it anyway. :O)
Good for you for being able to do it without feeling guilty!
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