I am tiger-tank rumbling mad at my job because I have to go to the doctor tomorrow because I have a pinched nerve probably about my sciatica and I have to get a doctor's note which will cost ten or fifteen dollars, WHICH I made my supervisor promise the company will reimburse me for and then she said I hoped I wouldn't feel offended because it wasn't like she didn't believe me, but I don't understand her comment because it was right after I filled out a day-off request sheet to see a doctor. She said two people had already requested the day off. I said I would have to phone in sick tomorrow, then, to go to the doctor, and she said that would be fine. I don't get this, because I was asking for an unpaid day, and now she's going to have to pay me a day's sick leave plus reimburse me ten or fifteen dollars for a doctor's note.
All this is in my favor, but I still feel like a cat with a fur fin along her spine and her tail boofed out.
Doesn't make sense.
Makes me mad.
Deep-frying some suppli de telefono--risotto balls stuffed with mozzarella and rolled in bread crumbs, then deep-fried. The whole family is sitting down to eat tonight; about a dozen of us, I think.