A coworker has been out sick since Monday before last. I thought about getting her a funny get-well card and leaving it on her desk. I planned to leave a snarky note saying something like “Get well soon – because I’m tired of doing your reports.” I decided against it for a few reasons, one of which being that I didn’t want to leave it for her next of kin to find if she took a sudden turn for the worst.
Today I heard that she’s not expected to live out the day and her son is flying back from London in the hopes he can see her before she passes. On the brighter side, my job just got twice as secure, as in 2 x 0 = 0.
I’m glad I passed on the card. RIP, coworker.
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