correctiveshoes621 | Entries tagged with calling off work

Can't get enough of this little ditty - I know, I know, it's so damned happy..If this is considered, 'Hip-hop', then sign me up.

'Yo.'

It makes me want to retire in a tiny, 'Haus am See' - with a dancing worm, and a drum-line - but I don't know about the, 'twenty children' bit..

SNOW. And lots of it.
STRESS.
They're gonna have to pick me up, with this Driveway from Hell ™ and they aint gonna be happy, about it.
TOUGH.
I just hate that I'm gonna be trapped there, in the morning, until relief comes and I can get a ride, home. :/

ETA: FINE. THIS IS IT, THEN. I called at twenty-ish 'til ten - after DJ removed all the snow from my car, and they said that I called too late. I was not due for work until ten-thirty, and this has never been a problem, before. I only got up at eight. They are putting this down as a, 'call-off', when it is not. Even my orient called off!

So. C'est la vie, then, bastards.

So, the last two weeks have been dreamlike; long and leaden..and surreal, in so many ways. So much has changed since I've last been to work. I've changed, as well, I think. For the better? For worse? Only time will tell.

Five bucks says they fire me, and - despite my absolute jaw-dropping poverty - I find that I'm not really scared; not really sure I even care, anymore.

It all seems so far away, still, and will be so strange, to go back.

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Rest in peace, Joe.

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Spent nearly nine hours - on and off - online with an old Aussie friend, yesterday. Nice to be back in touch, although I don't want to give him the wrong impression.

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SO thankful that my hot water pipes finally THAWED THEMSELVES OUT. BEST SHOWER EVER.

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Apologies to all, for being so, 'out of it.'

Current Mood: near-lethal ennui

Just posting, here, because I called off work, tonight - - it's been three months, and I don't want to lose my sick day. "Use it or lose it", seems, now, to be the policy.

Cramps from Hell and a migraine are a legit reason!

I'll just be over here, salving my wounds with lo mein and good music..

Current Music: "Bullshit", Adam Ant

I'm sorry I've not been posting - life, lately, has been just, "...."

Some good, some just jaw-dropping. As per usual.

My son had a great (second) week in NYC, still helping with clean-up. So damned proud of the young man he's become. He has a very nice girlfriend, now, that he is so cute over - and she's a VW mechanic with several classic cars. :D

CATS.

Tragic suicide of a very young, very new coworker. *speechless, still

The Return of THE BAD KNEE, and my boffo android brace (definite upside). In blazing technicolor.

Making plans to redecorate my bedroom.

Being Human - UK seasons 1 & 2.

ASTRONAUTS. LiEk. Way-y-y-y over the top, with this. Total de-stressor, for me.

a) To fall asleep, I count astronauts, in my head. Better than sheep. Got up to 37, yesterday.

b) Instead of cussing at werk, I list astronauts. Tabby was laughing at me stomping up the hallway, "Gus Grissom...John Glenn...Sally Ride...Ed White..Wally Schirra.."

Yep. Finally snapped.

ETA: CALLED OFF SICK FOR TWO DAYS ON THE 15TH AND 16TH. NOTING HERE FOR MY OWN DEVIOUS PURPOSES. I really was sick. Am better, now.

Current Mood: rather bland, actually

I.....got my new car.

I am in love with it, already.

Doods. My son BOUGHT ME A CAR. It's adorable. Just adorable. Just finished detailing the interior. It's all inspected and gone over - but somehow, needs, a) headlight, b) side trim piece re-attached, c) a new set of hubcaps. This matters little, as they are quick, fun, easy fixes - it handles smooth as honey, and GO AHEAD, LAUGH - "2.Slow", and all - the engine just sounds so eager to go, go, go. I love it. It's a happy, smiley car.

We're already talking mods, IE: a German plate for the front, and some LED underglow...

Current Music: 'Aero Dynamik', Kraftwerk

Oh, goody. It looks like, for all intents and purposes, that I am finally going back to work on this upcoming Monday. Really not looking forward to that, but we must what we must. My knee is back to 80%, and that's good enough for me, I guess. I'm in much better shape than I'd given myself credit for, and that was a relief to find out.

Got a bit of a shock when I checked my banking, this morning - FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH, AND ALL - somehow there was almost thirteen-hundred dollars in there. What. I know. I called work about it, thinking it was a mistake - and after waiting interminable hours, when they returned my call, they told me that the check that had been direct-deposited was only a hundred and twenty-sommat. Panic.

They then called me RIGHT back, in about three minutes, saying that she'd made a mistake reading it, and that it was REALLY twelve-hundred and some-odd.

CHRIST. THEY GAVE ME ALL MY ACCUMULATED VACATION AND SICK TIME FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR. GREAT.

So, I. Right. Idiots, but typical. Nothing I can do - they probably assumed I was quitting, like so many have done. At least, I can pay the car insurance, now.

Just making a note, here, that I called off work, last night. Just to keep a record of it.

So, this is what happened.

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So, that's why I wasn't on chat, tonight,

gayalithiel. :/

Current Mood: sore

Ha. I called off work, tonight.
Haven't done THAT since August 7th, so they can bite my shiny metal ass.

Reason One, being the Migraine and Cramps of Doom and Disgustingness, and yes, I already took something and it did not work, and just want to lay around in a tight little ball, in bed, and not vomit...Reason Two? So I can hopefully write some more nonsense, if I can manage it through Reason One.....Not holding my breath for Reason Two, but the will is there.

Now, if I happen to ~~get hypnotized~~ watch a few Gary Numan videos, well, it's for, 'medicinal purposes', okay?

Okay, I know it looks blank; yes..but this song..It's new, and GOD DAMN, he knows what he's talking about:

Lyrics:
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Current Mood: quiet
Current Location: In a dark place, looking up at the faraway light

Not only THIS:

http://rockhall.com/inductees/nominees/the-cure/ - VOTE FOR THE CURE, PEOPLE!

THIS!!!!

*spazz*

Sep. 27th, 2011 at 3:12 PM

[info]curenews

http://craigjparker.blogspot.com/2011/09/cure-reflections-in-london-la-and-nyc.html
Check the official site for the amazing news! Again, thank you so much, Robert, Simon, Jason, Roger and Lol!

Nov. 15th - London, England (Royal Albert Hall)
Tickets on sale Friday, Sept. 30th at 9AM UK time.

Nov. 21st, 22nd, 23rd - Los Angeles, CA (Pantages Theatre)
Tickets on sale Monday, Oct. 31st at 10AM. Ticket prices are $105.00 / $85.00 / $65.00 (2 tickets per person maximum) (Thanks Debi)

Nov. 25th, 26th, 27th - New York, NY (Beacon Theatre)
Tickets on sale Monday, Oct. 31st at 10AM.

Tickets for the Royal Albert Hall, London show go on-sale Friday 30th September 2011 at 9am local time and are available from the 24 hour ticket hotline: www.bookingsdirect.com / 0844 338 0000. Four tickets per person maximum.

Tickets for the Pantages Theatre, LA and Beacon Theatre, NYC shows will go on-sale Monday 31st October at 10am local time and are available online at Ticketmaster.com and at all Ticketmaster outlets. To charge tickets by phone, call (800) 745-3000.
Any tickets not purchased directly through Ticketmaster or at the venue box offices may not be official tickets and run the risk of not being honoured night of show. Two tickets per person maximum.

*FREAKING OUT, HERE*

Current Mood: shocked

Okay. So I called off work. First time since March.

We'll SEE what becomes of it.

*cries*

In other news, fuckin' WOW.

Current Mood: fuckin' WOW

Yes, I called off work. No, I don't care. So, say whatcha want.

I called the Asst. DON and spoke to her personally about it - re: the Verbal Warning of Insanity and Pepto Bismol (no vomit, yet), and I don't think I'll be canned for this. According to her. I put off calling as long as possible, but this twisty-gut-explosion stuff is for the birds.

I literally spent the past day - and today - in bed. That is, when I wasn't in the loo. Groggy and spinny-headed - but no vomit, yet; thank God for Tums. This is the first time I actually hated to call off, sticking my coworkers, as my wing is currently H-E-Double-Hockeysticks. God bless her, the 500 lb. woman is back (and may be permanent), everyone has diarrhea, and we've got all the Heavies and Psychs, now.

But my buddy, Dale, is back. Great to see him; he looks good.

So, we'll see. I'm thinking some Neil deGrasse Tyson will make me feel a bit better. Maybe later.

Current Mood: pretty gross, actually

I JUST CALLED OFF WORK FOR ROBERT'S BIRTHDAY. HA.

Of course, I didn't SAY that, and really do have a sore-ish throat and blocked-up head, but, I..uh. Okay.

Current Mood: guilty

Big Ass Phony, here.

I just called off work for tonight. Sore throat and headache-y (into my neck - wtf) and MINIMAL temp, but I won't even lie - I exaggerated it, totally. Tough. Right now, I don't really care, either. I feel weighed down with lead or sommat. Strange.

I slept and slept and slept and slept and coughed and coughed and coughed and coughed, yesterday and damn near through the night. Gargled with peroxide and did the salt water thing, too, but it's not helped.

Whine, whine. Thank God for orange juice - apparently, echinacea is worthless.