Then, there was no work to be done. Additional grumpage, though some work did show up late.
Then there are people at work that are sick. We're talking bundled up in warm clothes, drinking warm beverages, coughing productive coughs. Seriously sick. Stay at home in bed kind of sick. Remember we have no work to do.
I was chastised at my performance review for being out sick more often than the guidelines allow. As part of that, I was told, in no uncertain terms, that if I am out from work for more than three days that I have to bring a doctor's note saying that it's OK for me to go back to work. I was told that this was not some patronizing method of controlling employees, it was to ensure that I was not a health risk to the rest of the staff.
Me. The guy that says to himself, "You know, I think I'm coming down with something, I think I'll stay home and fight it off." I might be a health risk and need to see a doctor if I have a cold that lasts longer than two days.
And it wasn't just the one person. She's been coughing all week. Now it's another person who came back to work in the middle of the week after being out for a while. And Sunday night? My lead is sitting over there coughing too.
People sitting at their desks, coughing up who knows what. Our jobs involve passing pieces of paper from hand to hand to hand.
And I'm a health risk.
Pull the other one.