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Blogs / Ramblings

1/29/2009 - Trapped In An Elevator
1/27/2009 - The Close Call
1/14/2009 - Tom McCoy
12/23/2008 - Political Science
12/09/2008 - Grinch
10/08/2008 - 30th Birthday
7/25/2008 - Installing Blinds
6/03/2008 - The Great Wall
5/30/2008 - Rudeness
5/22/2008 - Sick Days At Work
4/09/2008 - Home Warrantee
3/31/2008 - Animal Crackers
3/17/2008 - Green Beverage Day
3/05/2008 - I Should Write A Novel
2/26/2008 - The Evil Oak
2/18/2008 - A Tribute To My iPod
2/11/2008 - Criminology Textbooks
2/04/2008 - The Surgery
1/31/2008 - WDW Marathon Part V
1/25/2008 - WDW Marathon Part IV
1/19/2008 - WDW Marathon Part III
1/17/2008 - WDW Marathon Part II
1/16/2008 - WDW Marathon Part I
1/12/2008 - Marathon Details
1/09/2008 - Running From My Run
1/04/2008 - The Holidays
1/01/2008 - First Blog


The Holidays
Sick days can ruin a perfectly good lack of vacation.

. . .

Another agonizing holiday season is finally gone. Sadly, so are the best work days of the year...

Here in Florida, many residents have a tendency to go north for a "White Christmas". Not being racist myself, I consistently decide to stay behind and live it up in town. In this tradition, I seem to be almost alone.

For two weeks, Orlando emptied its streets. Coworkers, friends-- even the crazy lady who throws oranges at my car-- all simultaneously escaped the city. My six mile commute suddenly changed from the traditional 45 minute torment to a swift and barely painful three and a half seconds.

While everyone else was visiting such exotic locations as New York City, Michigan, and the Orient (or "Canada" as I like to call it), I was preparing for the two best workweeks of the year. With no one to bother me, I would actually manage to get something accomplished... all I had to do, was not get sick.

I got sick.

The first indicator was a sore throat, but that symptom soon brought friends. Within a day, I was coughing and... you know, I'll spare you the details and just write "exotic slimes". Naturally, I managed to miss work.

Ordinarily, this wouldn't be such a bad thing. But this was it-- the happiest work days of the year. Not only that, but it is generally assumed that any "sick" days around this time are caused by kwanzukkahmas (a hearty combination of my three favorite mid to late December holidays... I'm still working on a better way to spell it). Upon returning, I was greeted by both angry looks and oblivious questions about my vacation.

In missing two days of work, I lost out on the most important part of the holiday season: free stuff. The few remaining office employees (mostly hermits and die-hard lunatics who actually like to work) had brought gifts and baked goods... treasures that I missed out on.

Those precious few days were to be filled with food, fun, and food. Oh how I love food. I never had much of a sweet tooth, but I do enjoy the occasional red and green bagel. Thanks to being sick, I missed that too.

Ah well, at least I didn't have to put up with any carolers.

Jeff's moral for the day: Some say that healthy behavior is its own reward. Those people obviously never checked a sick person's nose for prizes.