Late Stage Marxist
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So I go into work Friday morning (midnight) and my co-worker asks if I can cover her shift the following day if I don't have any plans. I see no ailments (keep reading). I ask her if she can find someone else to cover the shift and if she's unable to get someone to cover it to give me a call. Well of course she's unable to get someone to cover it.
I manage to deke a call placed from the office yesterday. Score!
She calls me from her house this afternoon. Damn it.
I recognized the last name on the call display but just barely. I may have seen her last name written somewhere in the office sometime, so I just decide it's best not to answer it. My father answers it. :|
When did he start answering phone calls? And from strangers no less.
He comes downstairs, cordless phone in hand. "Phone!" I turn down the volume on my computer and give him the 'cutting throat' gesture and he tells her that I'M NOT HOME. WTF. I'm not home? Where the fuck am at 12 in the afternoon on a Saturday?
She calls back about a half hour later and I decide to answer it this time. She tells me she sprained her ankle and she can't come into work today because she has crutches. So I tell her I'd really like to cover for her but I stayed up all night and wouldn't be able to stay awake until midnight. TRUTH.
Is this 'sprained ankle' story too obviously a coincidence to be the truth or am I an insensitive asshole?
How long does a sprained ankle take to heal anyway? If you were to fake an injury to get off work would that be a good one? You could just show up Monday, no crutches, no questions?
I manage to deke a call placed from the office yesterday. Score!
She calls me from her house this afternoon. Damn it.
I recognized the last name on the call display but just barely. I may have seen her last name written somewhere in the office sometime, so I just decide it's best not to answer it. My father answers it. :|
When did he start answering phone calls? And from strangers no less.
He comes downstairs, cordless phone in hand. "Phone!" I turn down the volume on my computer and give him the 'cutting throat' gesture and he tells her that I'M NOT HOME. WTF. I'm not home? Where the fuck am at 12 in the afternoon on a Saturday?
She calls back about a half hour later and I decide to answer it this time. She tells me she sprained her ankle and she can't come into work today because she has crutches. So I tell her I'd really like to cover for her but I stayed up all night and wouldn't be able to stay awake until midnight. TRUTH.
Is this 'sprained ankle' story too obviously a coincidence to be the truth or am I an insensitive asshole?
How long does a sprained ankle take to heal anyway? If you were to fake an injury to get off work would that be a good one? You could just show up Monday, no crutches, no questions?
