
I never used to miss work because I was sick. In fact I remember pulling a bartending shift on a Friday night with non-stop action and a never ending stream of drunkenly demanding over-privileged jerkface customers while battling a severe case of food poisoning courtesy of an unwise meal selection at Boston Market earlier in the day. (I do not blame Boston Market in toto for this affliction, I blame whoever on their staff at their Old Town location did something evil to their corn.)
At my old job, I think I called in sick once in the three or so years I was there. Once.
Since I started at my new job, though, I've been sick an awful lot. Like I said, I blame part of this on my stubborn insistence to not quit smoking. I know it's bad for me. I can feel it break down my health. I am sure it is causing me to take longer to recover when something does afflict me. I am actually pulling for the Illinois state legislature to pass a state-wide ban on smoking in all public places since i think such an action would really help me to quit. As it stands Chicago is supposed to phase out smoking everywhere in 2008, but I do not for one second think that the restaurant and bar lobby won't find some loophole to exploit. But part of it just has to do with getting older too, I think. I just don't bounce back like I used to.
Okay, enough thinking, I'm crawling back to the couch to continue recuperating.
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