I'd call the office right after 911... gotta make sure someone enters my time sheets.

"It's just a flesh wound..."

He should be fired for not calling in first.

Id call the office as well, probably. If i dont show up for 3 days i get fired. Once im at the hospital, with injuries like that, youre more than likely to be in a state of semi-conciousness for the next 3 days... better to have a job to come back to rather than nothing.

I totalled my car last year on my way to work and my first thought as the car stopped moving was "Crap, I'm going to be late for work." I wasn't seriously hurt, got released from the hospital and went to work 2 hours later and my boss was shocked that I actually came to work.

Hardcore.

Ta-da?

/got nuthin'

JonnyBGoode: "It's just a flesh wound..."

He'll bite your legs off!

bobjohnson: Id call the office as well, probably. If i dont show up for 3 days i get fired. Once im at the hospital, with injuries like that, youre more than likely to be in a state of semi-conciousness for the next 3 days... better to have a job to come back to rather than nothing.

I can only imagine you'd have a good civil suit on your hand if they fired you while you were doped up in the hospital due to accidental illness/injury.

"I've had worse!"

MaritimeGirl: I totalled my car last year on my way to work and my first thought as the car stopped moving was "Crap, I'm going to be late for work." I wasn't seriously hurt, got released from the hospital and went to work 2 hours later and my boss was shocked that I actually came to work.

If you can handle winters up there you can handle a little fender bender

I had to go in for surgery in '07. My boss at the time suggested a hospital based on the wi-fi accessibility so I could "keep on top of things" while recuperating.

Yes, he was a sociopath.

Three years ago I was walking across an intersection on my way to work and a taxi making a turn hit me. I called my boss after calling the cops. Boss was nice enough to come down to the scene 2 blocks from the office to check on me and told me to take the next couple days off even though I only got a couple bumps and scratches.

After my car wreck (I imagine most of you know "the car wreck" by now, but if not, the story along with before and after pictures are in my profile), my first concern was that my employer by notified.

Several days later, I remembered my attorney. I was supposed to see him, too ;)

Phletchengreuber: MaritimeGirl: I totalled my car last year on my way to work and my first thought as the car stopped moving was "Crap, I'm going to be late for work." I wasn't seriously hurt, got released from the hospital and went to work 2 hours later and my boss was shocked that I actually came to work.

If you can handle winters up there you can handle a little fender bender

A few more winters like the past two, and I may need to check in to the psychiatric ward with a case of temporary insanity. I don't have a problem with snow itself, I have a problem with WHERE to put the snow.

The headline (actual article, not subby's)implies the man crawled for 16 hours.

The rest of the article goes on to explain that he stayed in one spot for more than half that time.

Not to take anything away from the man's efforts, but it didn't take him 16 hours to move 100 feet. Why the writer made it seem that way is beyond me; the story is impressive without making anything up.

how is this worthy of a Florida tag?

/Oh, the tag is for subby, ok, gotcha!

Dear Sir I write this note to you to tell you of my plight
For at the time of writing I am not a pretty sight
My body is all black and blue, my face a deathly grey
And I write this note to say why Paddy's not at work today.

Whilst working on the fourteenth floor,some bricks I had to clear
To throw them down from such a height was not a good idea
The foreman wasn't very pleased, the bloody awkward sod
He said I had to cart them down the ladders in my hod.

Now clearing all these bricks by hand, it was so very slow
So I hoisted up a barrel and secured the rope below
But in my haste to do the job, I was too blind to see
That a barrel full of building bricks was heavier than me.

And so when I untied the rope, the barrel fell like lead
And clinging tightly to the rope I started up instead
I shot up like a rocket till to my dismay I found
That half way up I met the bloody barrel coming down.

Well the barrel broke my shoulder, as to the ground it sped
And when I reached the top I banged the pulley with my head
I clung on tightly, numb with shock, from this almighty blow
And the barrel spilled out half the bricks, fourteen floors below.

Now when these bricks had fallen from the barrel to the floor
I then outweighed the barrel and so started down once more
Still clinging tightly to the rope, my body racked with pain
When half way down, I met the bloody barrel once again.

The force of this collision, half way up the office block
Caused multiple abrasions and a nasty state of shock
Still clinging tightly to the rope I fell towards the ground
And I landed on the broken bricks the barrel scattered round.

I lay there groaning on the ground I thought I'd passed the worst
But the barrel hit the pulley wheel, and then the bottom burst
A shower of bricks rained down on me, I hadn't got a hope
As I lay there bleeding on the ground, I let go the bloody rope.

The barrel then being heavier then started down once more
And landed right across me as I lay upon the floor
It broke three ribs, and my left arm, and I can only say
That I hope you'll understand why Paddy's not at work today.

We've really come a long way when non-English-speakers are getting green lights.

Ouch.

This dumbass needs a cell phone.

DannyJunior: This dumbass needs a cell phone.

FTW!

DannyJunior: This dumbass needs a cell phone.

Has one. He left it ... inside ... where he could reach it if he got hurt ...

When I had podling 1 while in labor I was making calls to the office to remind the guys about things that needed to get done. I even reminded one guy to go to court.

When I had podling 2 the first phone call I made after my c-section was to my boss to tell him I wasn't coming in that day and wouldn't be back for 8 weeks.

i just hate it when stuff like this happens

hockeychick: When I had podling 2 the first phone call I made after my c-section was to my boss to tell him I wasn't coming in that day and wouldn't be back for 8 weeks.

Now that's planned parenthood!

SpinStopper: DannyJunior: This dumbass needs a cell phone.

Has one. He left it ... inside ... where he could reach it if he got hurt ...

At least he left it on a low table. Could you imagine crawling in pain for 16 hours to realize you put your cell phone down on your kitchen counter?

PUSSY!

altinos: Dear Sir I write this note to you to tell you of my plight

Or to hear this sung.. ^{(^)}.

Robert1966: We've really come a long way when non-English-speakers are getting green lights.

Joder, ni me lo digas.

/jajaja.

altinos: *The Sick Note*

I had a funny feeling someone would be posting that.

Raging Thespian: I had a funny feeling someone would be posting that.

Considering that was what subby was alluding to...

A co-worker called today and asked me to work the next two nights because there are bees in his house... so I'm getting a kick out of this.

dbirchall:
A co-worker called today and asked me to work the next two nights because there are bees in his house... so I'm getting a kick out of this.

If he had just said he had hives he could have garnered more sympathy.

Work would be my second call too. Just makes sense if they have to find someone to cover for you.

A coworker of mine (who has since passed) had been homeless before he came to work at our company. He'd been mugged at an ATM and was in a coma for three days. He'd lost all of his ID. During those three days he was unconscious, he lost his apartment and his job. He ended up homeless for over a year before he got into a program and back on his feet.

eliz1bef: A coworker of mine (who has since passed) had been homeless before he came to work at our company. He'd been mugged at an ATM and was in a coma for three days. He'd lost all of his ID. During those three days he was unconscious, he lost his apartment and his job. He ended up homeless for over a year before he got into a program and back on his feet.

I knew someone who worked at a homeless advocacy group in Chicago. If memory serves: She'd just given birth to her second child. Came home. Apartment burned. Couch surfed with friends and family members. Boss found out she was homeless. Fired her. Took her something like 12 years to get back on her feet. Did I mention she had two kids?

Also a good argument for renters' insurance.

how is this worthy of a Florida tag?

/Oh, the tag is for subby, ok, gotcha!

The guy was from Florida and the story was from a Florida Paper.

When I worked at a convenience store, I was robbed at gunpoint the night before my birthday. My boss still wouldn't give me my birthday off (I had requested it weeks before the incident). But you better believe I took it anyway.

I couldn't imagine working for somebody else punching a time clock again. Been too many years since my last paycheck type job and I don't miss it a bit. I'll never have to ask permission to take a day off.

altinos:

I came for that reference, and I've left quite satisfied.

/A tip of the hat to ye

Mr. Coffee Nerves: I had to go in for surgery in '07. My boss at the time suggested a hospital based on the wi-fi accessibility so I could "keep on top of things" while recuperating.

Yes, he was a sociopath.

Did we work for the same place?

maddogdelta: altinos: Dear Sir I write this note to you to tell you of my plight

Or to hear this sung.. (^).

Richard Dawson did the non-rhyming version with an accent.

My uncle broke his ankle hiking a mountain in vermont by himself one winter. Took him 14 hours to get down and before he drove to the hospital he stopped to get coffe because he knew the hospital wouldn't let him drink anything for a while.

Bah, in my day we used to throw ourselves off roofs because the elevator was too slow...

skwerl: I couldn't imagine working for somebody else punching a time clock again. Been too many years since my last paycheck type job and I don't miss it a bit. I'll never have to ask permission to take a day off.

word up

skwerl: I couldn't imagine working for somebody else punching a time clock again. Been too many years since my last paycheck type job and I don't miss it a bit. I'll never have to ask permission to take a day off.

On the other hand, do you get paid vacations?

SpinStopper: After my car wreck (I imagine most of you know "the car wreck" by now, but if not, the story along with before and after pictures are in my profile), my first concern was that my employer by notified.

Several days later, I remembered my attorney. I was supposed to see him, too ;)

Wow spinstopper, just read your profile for the first time. Pretty damn amazing! I'm glad you lived to tell about it! Stuff like this scares me to go outside... so I think I'll stay inside where the fark is warm and cozy.

greenz: SpinStopper: After my car wreck (I imagine most of you know "the car wreck" by now, but if not, the story along with before and after pictures are in my profile), my first concern was that my employer by notified.

Several days later, I remembered my attorney. I was supposed to see him, too ;)

Wow spinstopper, just read your profile for the first time. Pretty damn amazing! I'm glad you lived to tell about it! Stuff like this scares me to go outside... so I think I'll stay inside where the fark is warm and cozy.

The part where the drunks sued him makes me go "WTF? Sue for what, exactly?"

Thankfully one call to 911 also covers the call into work. Very convenient.

Of course he believes in a higher power. Who else put the hornets there?