I've been battling a cold for a week now. I'm PMSing. I feel like simultaneously crying, screaming and putting my fist through a window. And I have to work today because if I don't, the company won't shell out the Stat Holiday pay from our national holiday yesterday (some bullshit about having to work the scheduled shift before and after the holiday).
Getting ready for work, my head clouded with snot, rage and suppressed tears, I turn to my roomie and say, "If I weren't working today, I'd call in sick." Story of my life folks. Story of my life.