Oh. My. God. She didn’t even look sick when she was here the other day, she just looked tired. She’s probably out partying every night, and too hungover to come into work. Why should have I have to pick up all this extra work just because she’s got to sleep it off? No, Thank you. She can deal with it when she gets back to work. And if she can’t handle it, then perhaps she shouldn’t have called out. We all come when we’re sick to get stuff done. She can just suck it up. Not. My. Problem.
Fiction: Co-Worker [Part 2/4] (99 words)