[self kuhn-trohl: The song is about a girl whose life is dedicated to her exciting nightlife, where she tends to lose control.

 

 

The House That God Has Forgotten Part 16:  So You Say You Are Sick…

This song reminds me of work. It comes on the radio all the time while I am sitting there in the Control Center pushing buttons all day. It comes on the radio all day when I am sitting there at the promenade running elevators so people can go for a walk in the middle of the winter.

It just plays over and over again. So no, this post is not about nightlife.

It is about me calling in sick. (Which means I probably will be posting up a storm today to avoid studying… and because my wife took my writing computer to work today).

I often sit in the car when I am taking my daughter to and from school and then driving  to work on the other side of the city about me taking a year off to do nothing else but sit here and write.

Write a book. Actually finish a book.  Sit here alone all day and write a book.

Sadly today, I wish I was a work. I am plagued by the angst  of me just “maybe I should have just sucked it up and went there anyway.”

I would like to think I am a good worker. That I do that little “extra” when it is needed. (even though my yearly raise never says it) . I try my best to come to work as much as I can, but I like everyone else can be plagued with feeling bad, or not 100%

Today my throat hurts. It maybe feels like nothing to you, or maybe it feels like the end is coming.

For me it feels like the beginning of a nasty cold.

I started to feel it yesterday. That little pain in the upper corner of my throat that would not go away no matter how much I drank.

Now is the slow progression. The sandpaper feeling in my throat to now the pain slowly getting worse and worse as time goes by.

So why do I feel so guilty about not going to work? For not spreading this madness to my colleagues?

Because of having a day at home I do not get paid for. Or as I understand it, the hours I did not get paid for.

See I heard a little small talk that they now in the Department of Corrections thought that we were making too much money so instead of not paying us the first day we are sick for just one day, they will start taking pay for the hours I working.

Which means I would have earned money for having a little bit of pain in my throat than the much worse pain I have now.

All because yesterday I worked a 6 hour shift and today I was supposed to work a 10. Which means that I doubled my loss.

It seems like fucked up economics.

And… if you get sick in the middle of your shift you will not be paid for a half of a day, you can just as well work for free that first half of the day to keep you in line.

You are going to loose money for that too.

So in The House That God Has Forgotten it means you are punished more than normal for being sick.

Everywhere in Sweden there is always a no pay the first day you are off from work because of an illness.

But I never have understood why this should apply to federal employees like us from The House That God Has Forgotten.

Shouldn’t this be another positive reinforcement to stay in a line of work that already pays low wages.

You know… that we start being sick we automatically be paid 80% of our paycheck?

I do not think people would abuse this system, because most of us have the same worth ethic that I do. The same worth ethic that would be so that most people would not miss work just because they feel a little bad.

I think above all it would eliminate the guilt that one has when they are sick and feel not 100% to go to a job where you are in charge of other people and their lives.

You have to be in top form to do the job you do. I think you want me in top form if there goes an alarm in The House That God Has Forgotten.  That you do not want me to be having a sore throat, a headache and not feeling 100% myself.

I have also taken sick leave for other reasons. A new medicine that has not started working right in my brain that I needed a couple of days for it to adjust. An overdose of another medicine that made me out of my fucking mind, and of course the painful withdrawal of being taking off of another.

You see having a mental illness is not always something fun that makes you unique and special. It can also be something you pay the price for. (I hope you caught the ironic comment about it being so unique and special it is not fun at all… trust me).

I still see no relevance to why they need to change this system (rumored) to taking sick leave the first leave by the hours we were supposed to work that day. The only person it hurts is the employee, not the federal government.

I get that they are having budget cuts (that is a whole other topic I should perhaps take up here) but I mean seriously where does it end?

I would take my daughter to school if her voice sounded like this and her throat hurt like mine did.

So maybe it is ok that I stay at home today. Even though the fact for her is that the first day  she is sick I would still be getting my 80% pay the first day. Even if it was for the hours I would have been working, it would not be me working for free a half day I was sick, or like I am right now.

Getting nothing.

I don’t think there is a single corrections officer in The House That God Has Forgotten that  can afford it.

That is if you were not hired in the last year and make more money than I ever will.

 

 

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s