I broke down and went to the doctor the other day because I had had enough of feeling like soggy cereal all day long.
Overall it was a decent experience - good customer service, short wait time - totally NOT what you would expect from a doctors office. But, I digress, because that was not what I was going to write about (though I always make a learning experience out of ANY customer service I receive).
At the end of my visit, after my oh so fun shot in the toukis - the nurse asked me if I needed a note from the doctor.
WHAT?
I felt like I was back in high school. It took me a while to recover from this shock and look at her without a totally uncomprehending look on my face.
No, really, for what felt like 5 minutes (but was really more like about 30 seconds), I had NO IDEA of what she was talking about. I just could not digest the idea that a grown woman over the age of 18 (ok, over the age of 22 since some college professors might rightly demand one) would need a note from their doctor to prove they were really sick.
Seriously?
At first I was a bit offended - The nurse was not offensive, the question was.
Then I just felt sad. Sad at the fact that we must even need such a thing. That there are 1. People who are not trustworthy enough to take off when they are actually sick and 2. Employers who do not trust their employees enough that they have to require one (presumably because of #1).
And I was sad for the poor soul who has to say yes.
Chalk this one up to another reason I am glad to work for myself.
No notes for this employer - a bed to sleep off the shot, yes, a note, no!