I never get the flu. Really! I don’t! Because I’m rarely around children, I almost never catch a cold unless their parents bring it to work, which does happen, but rarely. I don’t get migraines or debilitating back pain that keep me from concentrating or staying upright. I’m never hungover from a previous night’s debauchery. My allergies are never so bad that I can’t sneeze and sniffle my way through the work day. Stomach flu? People: Doctors say there’s no such thing. I can’t claim to have dengue fever, the croup, ebola, measles, mumps, rubella or gangrene (Thank you, God.) I don’t have children, therefore I can’t use them as sick proxies, either.
But during this season, I crave an exorbitant number of days off! Crave them. My vacation hours are slim and must be saved for the grand adventure. My sick day total is reaching upwards to more than a year’s worth. Can’t I get a day off for being just plain healthy?
Can I stay home? (Digital illustration by Snoring Dog Studio)
Artist, illustrator, writer and owner of two Boston Terriers. Living in Boise, Idaho at the base of the beautiful foothills. My art website is www.snoringdogstudio.com.
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