The flu virus has been spreading everywhere. I was one of
the many unlucky people who caught the flu over the weekend but at the process of
recovering. As the new week for my internship I was prepared to nail the coming
tasks. The boss arrived the office and notified I am recovering from a bad flu.
She was paranoid and dismissed me immediately, because she didn't want my germs.
I was a little cut inside as the unwanted feeling was definitely not a pleasant
one.
I have been employed as a part-time worker (mostly within
the hospitality industry) since I was 15 years old and have always come across
with issues associate with calling in sick at work. My father used to tell me
that if you are well enough to walk you are well enough to work. I think I have
gone pass through the immature age when we used to play around with our little
tricks to get sick leaves for extra spare time - those stories never have
pleasant endings. I thought I have grown to be more mature and responsible; in
fact I was not that sick on the day. But I guess I understand why Barbara
dismissed me, she couldn't afford to get sick (especially prior to the coming
Men In Black Ball event), I shouldn't spread the germs to my colleagues in the
organisation. Although it was a harsh feeling, maybe I should take some times
off and start looking after my health a little bit more. Maybe I should stay in
bed, but the pressure of the coming deadline of final university assignments is
killing me inside - much much more than the flu.
One week later…
The flu has gone worse, I am sick of being sick.
