Sharing

Well it's been about a week since I've posted.  No, I haven't run out of material and NO, people haven't stopped sending me things to post for them.  I have been near death with the sickness that has been going around here.  So, this topic is sharing.  It's great to share, we are taught to do it at a very young age.  But there are some things that you shouldn't share.  Your sickness is one of them.

If you are too sick to go to work, reschedule your appointment.  If you are too sick to go to school, reschedule your appointment.  Seriously, if you have to stop me three times, while I am doing your nails to go throw up, LEAVE and reschedule your appointment.  Really, we won't be upset.  We are totally repulsed that you are puking your guts 10 feet away from us and we can hear it.  We now have to go in and disinfect the bathroom so that your sick germs are not exposed to everyone.

Listen, we don't have sick days.  We don't get sick pay.  If we can't come to work, we don't get paid.  If we can't come to work, we have to work on our days off to make up what we missed and to fit everyone in again.  This results in no days off, which results in a cranky nail tech.

So, you can share your Starbuck's run with me, share your muffin with me, share your casino winnings with me, but for the love of everything great, keep your mother trucking flu, cold and sickness to yourself.  Really, I don't mind!

--Nancy