United States Postmans Creed:
Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds
Let's look at this for a second. It's a pretty cool creed I guess. Obviously it means that no matter what, your birthday card from Aunt Betty or your bill from the gas/electric company is going to get to you no matter what.
But since when did this become the Canadian Employment Standard?
Here is my issue; I take sick days. Yes, even sometimes I'm not sick when I take them, but I have them, and I use them. I use more than my company allots me but I do so because if I don't take a day for myself every once in a while I start to explore the depths of my own bitterness and even looking at a co-worker is enough to wish brutal diseases and cancer upon them.
But even if a sick day is needed for actually being sick, co-workers will treat you like a goof for the next few days. Stomach flu gets you one word answers and distasteful stares. Food poisoning gets you a raised eyebrow.
It seems the only way to avoid getting treated like shit is when you walk into work, still wearing your hospital bracelet after pissing blood and exploratory surgery.
If you ever get sick, you should get it all on camera. It seems as though when a co-worker tries to call you out for being "sick" and you have undeniable proof in a visual medium, they get even more pissed off at you for being "for real sick". But the trade off makes it worth it.
"Sick again huh?"
"Yes sir. Brutally so. Feeling a bit better today though."
"Yea, We all figured as much."
"Oh?"
"Yea. What was wrong with you?"
"I ate at a buffet last night and I guess the sushi wasn't as fresh as they said."
"Hmph"
"Here. here's me in the bathroom at home last night. No, go ahead, please look. It'll make paying my roommate $20 to take these photos all the more worth it."
"Ugh, you are a disgusting human being"
"Very true sir, but a liar I am not."
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