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Twelve Toninitis
02.24.08 (10:05 am)   [edit]
At 6:40 this morning, I did it. I called in sick. "Don't call in sick on me, girl!" he said. Ouch. I was halfway debating with myself about "Well, maybe I could just go in for half the day...?" But as my dad pointed out, they could get that fixed and my surprise recovery could cause more confusion and raise more questions. I haven't called in sick since Disney World, which, for those of you keeping score at home, is about 4.5 years ago. Everyone else I have talked to supports my decision.

I didn't want to rehash all of the reasons for my decision, but I might have to, just for me. (Anyone else who cares, stop reading now).

1. My request was flagrantly ignored.
2. Someone else with less seniority got a better shift than me
3. This is not the first time this has happened and they do not know what pressing engagement I might have had
4. Thus far, my perfect attendance has not gotten me anything and would not get me anything; not a promotion, not a raise, nothing. This is why Communism fails, no motivation for success.
5. No one else, neither the store nor the sickee, cares what my social plans are when they call in sick. They also don't care how busy we might be when we call in.
6. We get paid less than anyone in the store for working just as hard and thanklessly in the rain
7. The baggers get no respect. If anything, we get patronized.

Nobody blames me for my decision. There are many many jobs I will apply for on Craig's List: administrative jobs, a few media jobs, and teaching jobs. But first, I am going to take a shower and go to the mall to job hunt.
 


posted by: maddy87 (reply)
post date: 02.25.08 (5:01 am)

thanks.....yes it.... u r absolutely right.

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