Wednesday, December 27, 2006

As I sit in a quiet house,

and the family has gone swimming at the YMCA, and the dog is in the backyard, the cats are asleep somewhere, and the only sounds in the house are the radio I left playing in the back bathroom and the clicking of the keyboard, I just realized something.

And it was not that my high school English teacher is having a stroke because of that atrocious sentence I just started this entry with...

I realized that this is the type of morning that I LOVE to just hang out at home. Relaxing by myself in the big blue chair with a Dr Pepper or two beside me. The quiet is nice.

Too bad I can't enjoy it today. I have to be at work in an hour and 8 minutes. Real work. Paycheck and everything. Two days this week, two more next.

I agreed to help out at my old job for a few days during the holidays. The extra cash sounded like a good idea back in November. But now, with this sunny and quiet day started, I don't wanna go.

Now I am wondering: would it be so bad to call in sick on my first day of work this entire year?


Long Island Dad said...

Better to call in sick to old co-workers than the Boss Lady, right? I don't think I get any sickdays -- I'll have to check my contract...nope, no sick days! But I have 6 months of accrued vacation I never get to use. We need a union!

Mike said...

I would unionize, but I am afraid The Boss Lady would go WalMart style on me and I'd be out of house and home or she would just break my knee caps.

Long Island Dad said...

Good Point! Plus I can't afford to lose my health benefits, we're not getting any younger, right? I just hope I get a big fat retirement package. She can keep the gold watch!

Angel said...

I feel your pain about no sick days and built up vacation days that are never allowed to be turned in.

Mike said...

Yeah, when I quit my job I had weeks and weeks of unused vacation time. I was too busy to stop and leave for a week.

If I had it to do again, there would not be one single day left in reserve.