I’m sick, but still came to work.

My nose is running like crazy, operators keep telling me I look like shit. Coworker asked if I was drunk. I really shouldn’t be here, but if I didn’t come in this factory would be short handed, and they wouldn’t hit their numbers and I’d use up one of my sick days. But the real reason I’m still here is to keep making money and keep my overtime so I can retire on a hundred grand or so.

Doesn’t sound like enough, does it? Well I figure I can get a 4% interest savings account and try to live off the money I make in interest. I’d be living like a wealthy bum.

I can then rollerblade around the city, sleep in, do my hobbies and try to live out the rest of my life free.

Bummer.

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