Stay Home, You Sick Bastard
4/26/05
I lived with my buddy Charles "Chuck" Longer (he moonlights as a
Bellview guest writer and full-time influence) for three years
post-college, and of the dozens of things that he said that used to
always stick with me, one of them usually to always make me laugh--
"I never get sick."
See, Chuck would constantly argue that, in the face of sickness,
he would always rise above; in fact, Chuck wouldn't get REALLY sick
that often (flu, mono, whooping cough, etc.). But, there were
at least a dozen times over the course of our domesticity that he
would still have a little head cold here and there, or a
particularly bad incident with the beans, or a minor basketball
injury that had him laid up at the casa.
I will give Chuck this much--when Chuck was really sick, he sure
as hell wouldn't go to the office. I'm the same way: the
first sign that I am going to be miserable with a bad cough or cold,
I dial up the boss stat and make sure he knows that he won't be
seeing Mr. Bell today. I've always worked at jobs that have
had decent, not exceptional, amounts of sick leave, and I actually
like taking a sick day every so often because it helps me catch up
on my sleep at a time when I would probably not be getting my
recommended share.
Why doesn't everyone think this way? Because 95% of all
people are selfish fucking rat bastards that think, above all else,
that getting their work done is more important than making the
entire office they work in sick as dogs. They are so hell-bent
in doing this that it never occurs to them that four days of being
sick and depressed and annoying to your fellow co-workers is
actually worse than just calling in sick, doing some recovering, and
then being back on your feet two days later.
You will often hear me complain about my feelings regarding East
Coast vs. West Coast work cultures, but on this issue, there is no
difference--despite the fact that most of my friends have a pool of
hours they could use for sick leave, they would prefer to not use
any of them, come to work with the initial stages of mononucleosis
and then openly complain to all in the office,
"Jeez, why won't this cough go away?"
Why can't we as a people just admit when we are beaten?
Okay, your wife and daughter both have a cold that you are starting
to pick up...why not just suffer, stay at home for a couple of days
while you catch up on your zzz's and your Tom Clancy novel, and then
come back refreshed on Thursday? Do you think I fucking WANT
you to come to the office with that cold, sitting a cube wall away
from me, while I quietly ponder how sick I'M GOING TO FUCKING BE
three days from now?
Oh, you think I like it more when I get to hear you cough all
day, or blowing your nose while you keep asking if you can "borrow"
more Kleenex from the box I have stashed in my third desk drawer?
Seriously, if one more co-worker asks if they can "borrow" any more
of my tissues I'm going to pop them with a softball bat. If
your sick bastard-ass really needs to be at work today, then you
really need to go out and spend $1.79 on a box of two-ply tissues
from your local Safeway. Cheap, sick bastard!
Now, at this point, you might be saying, "Justin, look, I hear
you, but I had this meeting that I ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY had to be at
last week and even though I had been diagnosed with the flu I had to
be there to make my portion of the presentation blah blah blah."
In the 10% of cases where you simply must make an appearance at the
office, we need to develop some rules so that you can make your
appearance and not infect, say, the entire floor of your office.
- Make sure that you absolutely can't teleconference or
webinar your portion of the meeting. Come on, with
today's technology and a home phone or Internet connection, you
probably are already telecommuting for part of your week anyway.
If you are that sick yet that vital to a work function, there's
almost always a way around it.
- Come in only for the meeting. I'm always amazed
when people come to the office straight infected and stick
around not only for the office board meeting but to make calls
and hang around their desk all day. Okay, you're sick as
hell, so just hang out for your hour-long presentation, then
leave!
- Trust me, it can be done--reschedule. Sometimes
I don't think people realize that you can actually reschedule a
meeting. Seriously. No, you can't do it when the
partners are flying in from San Diego on a trip planned four
months ago...but, in most other cases, telling your boss, "Hey,
Bob, I'm under the weather today...can we bump to next Monday?"
Those that have been working in offices for a while have
realized that most meetings are not dire, life-and-death
situations that need to happen on the exact day and time
planned.
All of this only applies to us cubicle-bound folks; for those in
service and people-facing positions--be it retail, your doctor's
office, education, etc.--I think the "Stay Home, You Sick Bastard"
argument becomes a bit more hazy. This is because there are
fewer backups in place to help out if you get sick; I don't want my
gynecologist working on my wife when she's got a bad fever, and I
certainly don't want the guy coughing up phlegm folding and
restocking button-downs at The Gap. So, when your first-line
staff is not available, there are not always people on the bench
waiting to take your place; anyone who has managed a retail
establishment will whine for days about how painful it is to replace
a salesperson that has called in sick that morning with anyone else
that was supposed to have an off-day. Yeah, the woman that is
about to give you a full-service rundown of your vagina has a runny
nose, but this is your regular doctor and you'll be damned if anyone
else is going to cover your appointment this morning.
I don't want my dentist to be coughing up a storm before walking
in to check the hygienist's work, but he is the same dentist I've
been seeing for 15 years now and I'm willing to make an exception to
the "Stay Home, You Sick Bastard" rules. In theory, if that
dentist is sick and doesn't want to come to work that day, you've
got to shut the whole dental practice down for a day and cancel 20
appointments...in short, a big-time nightmare.
So, let's face facts--if your job is important and there are no
good last-minute-fill-ins in place, you probably need to come to
work, flu bug et al. But if not, do me and the rest of your
co-workers a favor:
Stay Home, You Sick Bastard.
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