I started getting sick Sunday afternoon at work. Sore throat. Thought it might have just been an irritation that would go away with copious amounts of water or something. Nope. Full blown sicky on Monday. I woke up at 9 to take Apollo out and feed him, but promptly went back to sleep until 1:30 or so. Daren and I went grocery shopping and I was lazy and sick the rest of the day.
Went to work yesterday. 10 1/2 hours. Only two of us there. Our normal Tuesday help had been called off by the boss, and the boss was nowhere to be seen because she was sick. WELL SO AM I BUT I STILL SHOWED UP. I had to wear an antiviral face mask all day. Washed my hands any time I touched my face in some fashion. Couldn't breathe most of the day. It sucked. I was so happy to take that damn thing off at the end of the day.
I had made plans with one of my co-workers to cover the second half of her shift tomorrow because she does an early Halloween trick or treating thing with her kids and the community. They do 4pm trick or treating or something like that. I wasn't sure I'd be able to go, as I've been so icky sicky, but now knowing the reason our boss wasn't there yesterday was because, boohoo, I'm sick, I'm showing up even if I'm dead and doing my damn job. Just to stick it to her. And to get more money.
Well then I get a text from Melissa. "OMFG Did you get the email Kate sent?!" and my palms start sweating. Maybe it was part of the sickness. I don't know. "She's on thin ice with me" she said. I had no idea what to expect. Brenda and I messed up quite a bit yesterday. All salvageable stuff, but messed up nonetheless. Did she figure it out? Was she saying someone was fired? What? What? WHAT?! I was doing something in Warcraft that I couldn't stop doing (I know how silly that sounds to non-players), so as soon as I finished, I popped out of the game and jumped into my work e-mail as fast as I could.
Basically it was just stating that 1. I get Thursdays back, 2. other girl Nicole has her hours/days changed, 3. Kate will no longer work Sundays with us, 4. please be more efficient when you work. Except worded a lot nicer and less abrupt.
I'm not sure how that constitutes thin ice and OMFG-ing, but then I remember that Melissa is officially pregnant and out of control crazy with her hormones (plus she's a bit over-dramatic). Undue stress is not kosher with my mucus-y stomach right now. I did not need her over the top OMFGs.
I wrote Kate an e-mail back, more or less telling her some of the reasons why yesterday was so long, that we need more help even on the days she thinks two people is sufficient, and that we'd really appreciate HER helping more, even if it's doing prep work, especially since she won't be around for Sundays. I asked her a question regarding getting my Thursdays back, so she has to answer me at some point today. So here I sit waiting (im)patiently for my inbox to get a new piece of mail.
For now, I'm retreating to the kitchen to start dinner. I want nothing more than to pig out on McDonalds or Wendys right now, but I know I shouldn't. I feel like I should celebrate getting Thursdays back, though :P And being able to sorta breathe through my nose again. That's a victory all on its own.