I Own This Blog, Baby

And on my blog, I will pay homage to my cat, Leon.
And I will show pictures of adorable kittens:

And I’m making some new rules:

The law has been laid. Or would it be lain? Or maybe lied? Either way, you get the point. There is a new sheriff in town and she likes kittens and finds intentional farting to be disgusting. She also feels like shit today and stayed home from work to avoid facing office drudgery.

I have a new thing to add to my pet peeve list. People who come to work sick are assholes. I don’t know how the perception that real committed employees drag themselves to the job no matter what ever got started. It’s ridiculous. I missed a day and a half last week too, and I’d like to say, “you’re welcome” to all my cubicle mates. I could have gone to work today and felt like shit and accomplished nothing but spreading my disease among the general population. I might should have even considered this, since I did miss last week and returned to comments like, “Oh. You were sick huh?” Just because I didn’t require hospitalization doesn’t mean that I felt like coming in and listening to some asshole talk about ‘organizational objectives’ or ‘synergy’. And I don’t understand why they didn’t have a cake and large banner waiting for me when I returned. At least a thank you card for considering them in my decision to stay home.

If I could do virtual office, I probably could have worked today. I’m not so ill that I’m immobile. I’m able to function, just not happily. I even went to the grocery store earlier and picked up some cold and flu medication and orange juice. So if I could have worked from the house, I would have. Instead, because working from home isn’t an option for me but IS an option for one of my co-workers who does my exact job, I’m totally off work today.

Maybe I should be thanking them.

You read correctly. I have a co-worker who does my exact job and who gets to work from home one day a week. As always, I like what I do, I like where I work, and I make a salary that I can comfortably live with. The positives of my work life far out weigh the negatives. But this virtual office situation pisses me off. I feel so discriminated against! I’ve talked to the bosses about it and it’s a ‘tough shit’ situation. That response hasn’t really helped me move forward in my quest to get over this. I know this must seem minor to you, but this situation reeks of injustice and I can’t let go of how angry the issue makes me. This has gone on for nearly a year and I’m still fit to be tied over it! I know. Move on.

I have a friend in Nashville who gets to work from home whenever he wants to. He doesn’t even have to let his boss know in advance; he just does it when he feels like it. As long as he’s not required to be in the office for a training class or mandatory face-to-face, it’s his call. He loves it. That’s my dream work situation! My job requires me to be in the office at least 2 days a week, sometimes more. Can you imagine how fantastic it would be to have that kind of freedom? I would only have to iron about once a month and my water bill would go WAY down because I can tell you from experience that if I’m not leaving the house, I am probably not going to shower every day. Costs associated with gas and with lunches would go down too. My skin would be glowing because I wouldn’t gunk it up every day with makeup. Anytime you had to have a repairman out, you’d be HOME to receive him. “I can be there between 10 and 2,” would be met with, “Great! I’ll see you then!”

But for today, I’ll settle for watching reruns in my lounge pants and kicking myself for checking my office email even though I am NOT AT WORK.

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