Being Sick Sucks
Being sick at home during the week really makes you appreciate being healthy and going to work. Yesterday was one of those days where the intestines just didn’t want to cooperate mid-day, forcing me to depart work early. I did get to type up a bunch of blog entries that I will be editing and posting later this week, but the rest of the experience just sucked.
Daytime tv is the main reason being home sick sucks so bad. Who watches this crap? Moral Court? What is that? There was a guy on there whose wife brought him to moral court because he likes to get naked at parties. His friends egg him on and he thinks he’s the life of the party. Dude – they’re not laughing with you, they’re laughing at you. It’s time to grow up. The lack of respect you showed your wife (not to mention yourself) over this has just jeopardized your future career (unless you’re going to become a stripper or male prostitute).
Then there was Cops. The cops came to visit a house because of a disturbance. The lady said her husband was threatening to jump (it was a very small, 2 story house). The cops open the door to the bedroom and dude goes running and jumps out the window. He lands on his back, still alive (it couldn’t have been more than a 12 foot drop). The lady (wife, I guess) then gets interviewed and says he’s tried to hang himself and has tried to slit his wrists on a few occassions over the last few months.
Officer: “Have either of you sought counseling for him?”
Lady: “No. He just keeps saying he has nothing left to live for.”
Nice. Seems like that would be a good trigger to seek professional medical help. From 9 a.m. to 5 p.m., it seems that the only programming on television is what the personal injury attorneys want on television. Between the ambulance chasers and chiropractors, there is no free commercial time available.
Sorry for the incoherent rant – but I think you get my point.