Snark Bite #3: Sick Vix (Say That 10 X Fast!)

This is a sort of pathetic, desperate Snark Bite. I just don't have it in me to be especially snarky today.

But I'll manage.

Liber Vix is on the verge of sick. At the point where it could just be allergies (considering it has been raining nonstop for days in my neck of the woods) or it could be a cold. Too much exertion and/or stress, and it could turn into a nasty bout of bronchitis, which I'm prone to and which knocks me out for weeks and is utterly brutal. Brutal.

Unfortunately I can't always stay home to recover from said sickness, as I work in a short staffed library and taking off always seems like a big deal and a huge hassle. So what sucks more than being sick and having to work? Being sick and working with the public. One, I'm going to come into contact with all sorts of unsavory types and germs, so with my resistance down I'm more likely to get more sick, and despite my snarkiness, I don't want anyone else to get sick because of me, either.
Two, it is extremely difficult summoning up the strength to act like I care about when someone's copy of  I'm Still Wifey will be in when I can barely think coherently and all I want to do is put my head on my desk and go nap-nap. And the last thing I want to do is quibble over someone's .25 cent fine that they clearly don't deserve or delve into some involved computer query when I can't string two sentences together.

 It is much easier being sick at home. You don't have to put on airs, pretend to care, or deal with inane questions. You can pass out on the couch, stare at the ceiling, close your eyes, eat your ice cream, and focus on getting better cause you have better things you could be doing. Whereas when you're stuck at work, it doesn't matter if you look like walking death, there are going to be patrons who don't give a flying fuck and are still going to rail against you for daring to tell them about their overdue fines, as if it was your decision and you are out to get them, because you clearly have nothing better to do.

So basically, everybody, just give me a break. Please?  (Hence the pathetic, desperate part)

Yeah, I shifted from first to second person back to first.  I never promised poetry.

Will it ever stop raining?

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