So what did I do?
Oct. 21st, 2004 09:18 amThe work ethic jumped me about 10 minutes later and made me feel so guilty about being at home when technically I can walk, talk and function that I set off to the station on my bike. Then I realised halfway there that I really felt like crap and was being silly so I cycled home again. And then I saw your very convincing arguments for staying at home and felt better. I think I might have to invest in some heavy-duty cold remedy.
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Date: 2004-10-21 01:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-21 07:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-21 07:38 am (UTC)And do what you want, watch tv, write, read, as long as you take it easy!
*huggles*
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Date: 2004-10-21 08:00 am (UTC)*glues self to couch*
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Date: 2004-10-21 01:43 am (UTC)It took me many years of trying to juggle recurring illness with a permanent job to properly realise this truth, and, also, that most workplaces will not appreciate your heroic sacrifice in dragging yourself in to work when you're not well, anyway.
Enjoy your day resting up at home.
L (fellow Protestant work ethic victim)
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Date: 2004-10-21 07:31 am (UTC)In fact, I got back, rang my boss and she said to take the rest of the week off. It's so hard not to feel guilty for not being at work. This feeling seems to be a mix of the overpowering work ethic and the sort of 'blame' culture that's so common in the British workplace. Still, stuff 'em!