Awesome Sickies
A colleague has been off work for two weeks now - apparently he's got something they can't diagnose, (although they know for sure it's not Legionnaires, Malaria, BSE or AIDS, he's supposedly in isolation). We are all sure he's merely sitting in the sun waiting for the World Cup to come on the telly.
What have you invented to get off work?
( , Fri 9 Jun 2006, 7:40)
A colleague has been off work for two weeks now - apparently he's got something they can't diagnose, (although they know for sure it's not Legionnaires, Malaria, BSE or AIDS, he's supposedly in isolation). We are all sure he's merely sitting in the sun waiting for the World Cup to come on the telly.
What have you invented to get off work?
( , Fri 9 Jun 2006, 7:40)
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Not me but...
...a girl I work with. She's a health nut, but she comes down with some frightening stuff.
I was walking the last stretch to the office as usual one morning when the girl passes me coming the other way and says hello. She starts half an hour before me and was obviously leaving early, so I asked if she was okay. Conversation went like this:
Her: Tell me, have you had mumps before?
NOTE - A male of my age group contracting mumps for the first time puts the function of his nadders at some risk.
Me: [taking a visible step back and almost cupping them right there in the street] Nope, and glad of it. Why?
Her: You better stay away from me then. Just showed my doctor's note to HR and they all but shoved me out of the door.
Me: Way ahead of you. Er, get well soon then. Better get going.
I can only imagine the scene I'd just missed - 'You've got WHAT? Why are you here? Go! Now!'
So, not me, not a sickie in the dodgy fake sense and not that fertility means much to me personally anyway, but still... me nadders were in jeopardy :|
( , Sun 11 Jun 2006, 22:47, Reply)
...a girl I work with. She's a health nut, but she comes down with some frightening stuff.
I was walking the last stretch to the office as usual one morning when the girl passes me coming the other way and says hello. She starts half an hour before me and was obviously leaving early, so I asked if she was okay. Conversation went like this:
Her: Tell me, have you had mumps before?
NOTE - A male of my age group contracting mumps for the first time puts the function of his nadders at some risk.
Me: [taking a visible step back and almost cupping them right there in the street] Nope, and glad of it. Why?
Her: You better stay away from me then. Just showed my doctor's note to HR and they all but shoved me out of the door.
Me: Way ahead of you. Er, get well soon then. Better get going.
I can only imagine the scene I'd just missed - 'You've got WHAT? Why are you here? Go! Now!'
So, not me, not a sickie in the dodgy fake sense and not that fertility means much to me personally anyway, but still... me nadders were in jeopardy :|
( , Sun 11 Jun 2006, 22:47, Reply)
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