Flu Ferry

Bad at Adulting

So I made a questionable decision. I called in sick. Not the first time. It was the first time I wasn't horribly sick. But I was sick enough that an overnight didn't seem wide lest it get worse.

(Fever, period, diarrhea)

For those of you who missed it, I work in food prep.

When I interviewed I was told if I became ill then I should call in early. Because otherwise I am trapped on a ferry. Or worse an island.

And no one wants a Typhoid Mary. Mary had Typhoid and she primarily worked as a cook. Typhoid is a horrible disease that is super contagious. Rashes. Vomits. Diarrhea. Confusion.

Because she was a cook, Typhoid Mary earned her name by, well, spreading Typhoid through the food she prepped. Massive out breaks followed.

I didn't want to be a Typhoid Mary.

So this morning I called in.

My head supervisor's immediate response?

"Maybe this isn't a good job for you." UM?

For one the work based insurance fucked me so I can't go to the Doctor-can't afford to.

He asked if I really get sick all this much.

Yes. See lack of Doctor.

I said I was sorry.

"I don't think you are. We'll talk tomorrow about your future here."

One: No one has given me an official warning about this. You grumbling you'd prefer "You not get sick so often" doesn't count.

Two: If I am at risk of losing my job, why am I not more freaked out?

Why am I relaxed?