Close(d) To Death
Restaurant | Working
| May 21, 2015
(I went into work despite having a cold. By the time I’m leaving, I’m feeling my fever come back and my manager gives me some cold medicine.)
Manager: “[My Name], do you work tomorrow?”
Me: “Yeah, I close.”
Manager: “Will you be alive?”
Me: “I hope so. But, if I die, I’ll call and let you know.”
