When I worked in big box retail we were only allowed to call in sick 2 days in a row. Once I had food poisoning from bad oysters, so I tried to call in on the third day.
Of course, they told me I couldn’t. So I dragged my ass out of bed, chugged a bottle of OTC antinausea syrup, drove to work, walked into my boss’s office, grabbed her trashcan, and threw up in it.
When I worked in big box retail we were only allowed to call in sick 2 days in a row. Once I had food poisoning from bad oysters, so I tried to call in on the third day.
Of course, they told me I couldn’t. So I dragged my ass out of bed, chugged a bottle of OTC antinausea syrup, drove to work, walked into my boss’s office, grabbed her trashcan, and threw up in it.
Suddenly I was allowed to call in sick.
What a fuckin power move. Way to go, my guy!