I should really get ready for work but whatever! Yesterday as I walk through the torrential rainfall to the bus stop to go to work two thoughts popped into my head.
First thing was boy I really cant believe that you walking through all this lightning and thunder to go to work. Ya like ya really get Canadianized cause ya done know if ya was in Barbados ya would be calling in late or work would have shut down cause the river bus stand get flood out or River Road impassable or somebody had to row two lil children from school up in St James. Meanwhile everybody looking to run up Big B's to get a flashlight, double D batteries and three cans of corned beef.
I mean yesterday seriously lightning licking off all around me like holiday fireworks and thunder bussing shots like Hollywood summer action flicks. And is not like ya can duck the rain, once ya step out raincoat, umbrella and all that don't make no difference ya getting hit! Is madness for me to going to work in that sort of weather ya kno! Is like man walking through gun fight to go to work. Why?
Plus what is the point of me getting soaked to have to go to work, then I ketch the cold and I out for two weeks? Oh wait I forget when ya sick here you don't stay home, ya duz go work and get everybody else sick. Chupse! Why be the only miserable person share and share alike. Next thing everybody sneezing and weezing and sniffling and some even reach the stage of some big big thunder like rattling chest coughs that duz shake the windows three offices down. You minding ya business and all a sudden you feeling the floor shake and walls buckle and you scream earthquake and jump under your desk only for somebody to pass by your cubicle and say no man dat aint no earthquake is just George down in payroll coughing. He had that cold for two weeks now and it like it getting worse. Worse? Worse? The man near turn big bad wolf huff and puff and cough and cough and blow down the building and all you can say is cold get worse? Chupse!
Meanwhile George aint stan home one day yet but he passing on the cold like relay baton (STICK!) or a game of tag. HA ha you're it but ya still aint stanning home you coming work to pass the cold on to the next unsuspecting victim.
Anyway that was what I think about as I walked to the bus stop. Well that and wondering if one of these lightning bolts strike me if I would develop any superpowers? I did always want to be able to walk through walls like Vision ya know.
Looka I done with this talk I going and call in sick.
p.s Toronto people if ya din know Colin Channer reading from Iron Ballons at Indigo at Bay and Bloor tomorrow Thursday evening at 7pm. Channer has a story called "How to beat a child the good and proper way" Is a good read trust me! Go check it out.
18 comments:
Lawd, man, call in sick, nuh?
Sounds like someone should have stayed at home in their jammies!
But no, George has it right. You go into work when you're sick so people can see how dedicated you are. Then when you call in sick on any other random day you just want off, they totally believe you must be really bad. They'll even feel sorry for you ;-)
De Caribbean have de right mix o' reverence & resentment 4 de rain. Where we concerned, every drop o' rain is a potential hurricane -- suppem that's better seen from indoors. Re all de Georges out there: ah don't like noh careless coughers & sneezers 'round me -- carry a hankie & cover all that. Ah dodged a loud sniffler @ de grocery store seemed like she wanted mi 2 notice har hack & huff. No, mi noh inna dat.
"How to beat a child the good and proper way"
i'm liking this story already!
and remember to take your vitamin c!
You won't melt man.Go to the people work:)
More industrious countries like Canada won't tolerate the rain excuse. Just take a little soaking for the sake of your job.
Uh rain, sleet, snow it's all the same must go in. They took away our unlimited sick leave and added a few days to our vacation. So now I have a choice, add more vacation days or call in sick. hmmmm.
I was all set to comment on the rain, then I see Colin Channer one of my favorites!
Honestly, sometimes the Caribbean and their slacker system is bliss. Somebody should lock George out of the office.
'Plus what is the point of me getting soaked to have to go to work, then I ketch the cold and I out for two weeks?'- I love the way you think brotha J!!! I second the motion... (cover my head with a blanket and go back to sleep)
Smart me decided to call in sick Tuesday, when I saw the lightening and rain. Now its Thursday and I'm sick for real. Tch.
So I guess I'm George, but really I can't take another day off cuz my boss will look at me with those narrow suspicious eyes of his.
Will pick up the book. Anything that condones a good smack down every now and them has my vote.
LOL! Last summer my cousin was visiting from Bim and we were out driving in the rain when we passed some contstuction workers. He was floored that people here actually work when the sun is doing anything else but shining.
That was a hell of a lightening storm though wasn't it! I counted about 75 flashes of light in less than 3 minutes!
Oops. That was suppose to read 'construction workers'. It must be getting late...
Channer's reading was excellent!
I don't mind going to work in the rain nor walking through it, without the lightening o' course. But I hate driving in snow and ice, now that's the killer.
Readin' that excerpt almost felt like readin' your blog -- but without de "wuhloss" from yours & instead "Click here to purchase this & other stories."
My theory is, "Feeling sick, call in sick." The worse thing is being at work unda some serious pressure and sick. Stay home and recover. George need some good lik bout him coming to work and spreading him virus!
Yeah, ah notice that the person who'd just call in sick as the cloud get dark back home in Ja, when dem reach foreign dem trudging tru snowstorm and whatnot to get to work.
At tell ya, living in the Caribbean feels like bliss sometimes.
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