Short-Staffed To The Point Of Bursting

| Working | February 12, 2015

(I wake up with a very sharp pain in my side. I think it might be gas cramps or something, so I get up and get ready for work. My boss is really stressed out because it is November and we are getting ready for the holidays. By the time I’ve worked about two hours it is pretty obvious the pain is worse and I can barely stand.)

Me: *to my boss* “Hey, I’m sorry to do this but I’m going to call my mom and have her take me to the hospital. I’m pretty sure this pain is from my appendix and I need to get this checked out.”

Boss: “You’re kidding me, right? You’ve still got four hours left on your shift. Just suck it up and you’ll be fine!”

Me: “No. I’m really sure something is very wrong. I have to have this looked at.”

Boss: “Ugh, you would do this to me now. You know how short staffed we are!”

Me: “I know that, but you don’t want me to die, do you?”

Boss: “FINE. You can go. It’d better be your appendix, though!”

(It was indeed. I got into surgery mere minutes before the thing burst. I was out of work for a month, so my boss was even more short-staffed. Can’t say I felt too bad for him.)

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