I hate this F’ing S’

    So, I finally bite the bullet, and call the doctor to get an appointment.   I’m pretty sure I have bronchitis at this point.  I am quite visibly and audibly very sick.   They have an appointment at 4:15, which I take right away.   So, then I go to tell my boss that I’m going to leave at 3:30.   Mind you, I worked nine and a quarter hours yesterday, and over forty hours last week.   He asks me to request the time off through the tracking system, so they can doc my pay for two hours.   So I say that I’d like to do some work from home this evening to make up for the fact that I’m leaving a little early, and he says that he doesn’t think that I have enough work to do to be able to work for two hours from home.  Right.  If I don’t have enough work, then why am I working over forty hours every week?

Current mood:  annoyed