In case you're wondering where I've been, I've had a little illness. Upper respiratory infection, to be exact.
Do you know how much I hate missing work? This is my second day home and I've nearly gone nuts with idleness. I have never taken more than thirty minutes of sick leave in the two plus years that I've been at my current employer.
I should be able to go back tomorrow. Even if I don't, I'm going to work anyway. I'm sick of staying home. Frankly I'm feeling well enough to go back now, but my parents insist that I stay home till the fever runs down. Now what does this make me look like? A lazy slacker, that's what.