We’re Not Paying You To Get Cancer!
(I have been employed by a small charity for years. I have seen many people come and go. One of the worst is a young woman. She is lazy and obviously does not care about doing a good job. I complain to the boss about something she did — or rather, something she didn’t do! — and he sighs and says, “She’s got to go,” but of course nothing is done. One day, a few months in, she goes off sick. She never comes back. She claims FIVE months sick pay and then resigns. A couple of years later, I am diagnosed with cancer. I go to the boss:)
Boss: “I am so sorry to hear that.”
Me: “Thanks. I will work as long as I can, but I have heard that chemo makes you feel worse and worse as you go on, so I will probably have to go completely in about a month.”
(This turns out to be absolutely true.)
Boss: “Okay, take all the time you need.”
Me: “Thanks. How much sick pay will I be entitled to?”
(I have worked there for 16 years by this point.)
Boss: “Two weeks.”
Me: “Two weeks? [Coworker] claimed for five months and only worked here for less than a year.”
Boss: “[Coworker] claiming for five months is why we decided to reduce it to two weeks, so no one can do that to us again.”
(Not only did I only receive two weeks sick pay, I also could not claim any statutory sick pay. I took a hit to my income at the worst time of my life. I only managed to survive because I was so ill I hardly left the house for three months, during that entire cold dark winter, not sick enough to be eligible for any charitable help. AFTER I came back, they decided to change the policy because of how I had suffered, but no back pay was forthcoming! Thanks, [Coworker]! You made a bad situation SO much worse.)
Question of the Week
What is the most wholesome experience you’ve ever had?