I'm sick today and when I get sick I become a little baby, a real child and I have heard that its not just me but most all men.So today I'm going to sit around writing and reading and watch a few movies that I have been meaning to and then maybe a couple of shows online. I just need a little rest. I need to sit back in my couch with a blanket, a box of tissue, a cup of coffee and a book and I will be fine tomorrow but when i call into my job i cant help but feel guilty.
I hope and pray when i make that dreadful call into work that my boss happens to be away from his desk and he doesn't pick up and it goes to the voice mail. By the third ring I think that I'm in the clear home free, Scott free but on the forth ring he picks up bright and chipper and I am then forced to explain myself. Oh well such is life, besides that I don't think he even cared if i took off I'm a hard worker I deserve to stay home if I'm sick right?
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