February 17, 2005
Call in sick to work, pile up a few boxes of kleenex and a big trash basket, a huge jug of juice on ice, and roll the TV into the bedroom. Collapse for 24 hours. Shower, Change the sheets, Eat some soup. Repeat as needed.
This is how I spend Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday:
Propped up on pillows lying in bed with my WiFi laptop on a lapdesk and my cell plugged in with the headset attached (so I could still listen while on 'Mute' and blowing my nose). Halfheartedly working despite burning through "sick days" so I wouldn't feel guilty about the 2 hours naps I would drop into without notice.
And despite this, my leash-holder (LH) asked the executives ON TUESDAY MORNING to provide a new PM to take over some of my duties since my recent illness has made my contribution 'erratic'.
(With no diresepect meant, he hastened to say).
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