I'm not feeling all warm and fuzzy tonight. What is the point spending an hour at occupational health, getting put on work restrictions that say no lifting, pushing, or pulling anything heavier than 10 pounds and then being sent out, with my strenuous objections, to lift a person twice my weight?
I called in sick for tomorrow.
Let the worker's comp liaison, occupational health and my employer duke it out. I plan on taking motrin and muscle relaxers like I was told to do today, or more specifically, avoiding the things I was told not to do. My briefcase weighs more than 10 pounds for cripe's sake.
Since I'm hurting and feeling cranky, I made a short list of things I hate and thought I'd share.
# 1 on my list of things I hate: obtuseness in an employer. Really, I don't think them dumb or slow. They just act that way sometimes because God forbid anyone put a crimp in their day.
#2 on my list? Getting in line behind people who grocery shop at the drug store.
That said, I went to CVS at 11:50 PM, grabbed a cart and went shopping. I bought toilet paper, coffee cream, advil, paper towels, Campbell's tomato soup, Riesen chocolate covered caramels and a magazine.
I will counter all that I hate with the fact that I do so adore irony.