Thanks to all you free-thinking slackers, I decided that my chronically ill ass is NOT going to work today. Sure, I could sit at a desk for eight and a half hours pretending to work as my eyes go in and out of focus from alternating between the tiny screen tucked away inconspicuously and the big ass screen I’m forced to stare at. I could choke back the waves of nausea making me feel like limp spaghetti from puking up iron supplements for the crushing bout of anemia I’m living through. BUT NO not today! Today I send a slack to one person at 7:45a saying I’m not coming in, I’m putting the stupid out sick status up, and I’m staying my ass at home. I’m chilling with my pup, cozy as shit, and babying the pre roll my sibling surprised me with yesterday because this illustrious job barely keeps me in groceries let alone the lavish expense of some bud.
Thank you, anti workers. From me and Lady Cowboy