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24 Hours of X-treme Anxiety
Mar. 13th, 2020 10:13 pmNo, no! I'm fine! A bit of a scratchy throat, but otherwise...
Everything around me, though....
(Wait, this is where you came in the last time.)
When I last posted, approximately 25 hours ago, I was still recovering from my root canal--sulking in my living room, unable to summon an appetite. Then, at approximately 9:30 p.m., my wife received the e-mail from my son's school: they're shutting down for at least a week for "deep cleaning."
This was my big fear when the Corona virus hit: his school would shut down, and I would have to stay home to supervise his "remote" education. I informed my bosses immediately, but I knew this was a hard sell. My branch has two people on vacation next week, and they need me there. Period. My manager told me we'd discuss it in the morning, but I was afraid my luck had run out.
In the morning, I took my son to school. He had a half day, so I had to pick him up at 12:30. We'd planned a trip to the Strand Bookstore in Manhattan after school, and I wasn't going to disappoint him, no matter what my employment situation turned out to be.
I also had a morning visit from RotoRooter to fix our upstairs bathroom sink. So while I was trying to pin down my manager on the phone (for a conversation I did not want to have), I was checking to see if the plumber was flooding my bathroom.
After the plumber finished (and left with a chunk our monthly budget), I cleaned up the bathroom, and barely made it out to pick up the boy. On the way there, I finally connected with my manager....
Surprise! I was NOT fired.
He was shockingly empathetic. He was perfectly fine with me coming in on Thursday night to close our "late night," and my usual Sunday shift. Why did I get to keep my job?, I wondered. Are too many employees in my situation, and firing all of them would decimate the company? Would firing me be grounds for a lawsuit?
Whatever. I'll take it. (Now I can focus on helping my son do school.... without the school.)
With that trauma neutralized, my son and I could enjoy our trip to the city. We hit our usual spots--The Strand, Forbidden Planet comic book store, Barnes & Noble, and Union Square Park. Yes, we had plenty of hand sanitizer.
Back home, and finally able to relax again. Let's hope next week is just boring.
Everything around me, though....
(Wait, this is where you came in the last time.)
When I last posted, approximately 25 hours ago, I was still recovering from my root canal--sulking in my living room, unable to summon an appetite. Then, at approximately 9:30 p.m., my wife received the e-mail from my son's school: they're shutting down for at least a week for "deep cleaning."
This was my big fear when the Corona virus hit: his school would shut down, and I would have to stay home to supervise his "remote" education. I informed my bosses immediately, but I knew this was a hard sell. My branch has two people on vacation next week, and they need me there. Period. My manager told me we'd discuss it in the morning, but I was afraid my luck had run out.
In the morning, I took my son to school. He had a half day, so I had to pick him up at 12:30. We'd planned a trip to the Strand Bookstore in Manhattan after school, and I wasn't going to disappoint him, no matter what my employment situation turned out to be.
I also had a morning visit from RotoRooter to fix our upstairs bathroom sink. So while I was trying to pin down my manager on the phone (for a conversation I did not want to have), I was checking to see if the plumber was flooding my bathroom.
After the plumber finished (and left with a chunk our monthly budget), I cleaned up the bathroom, and barely made it out to pick up the boy. On the way there, I finally connected with my manager....
Surprise! I was NOT fired.
He was shockingly empathetic. He was perfectly fine with me coming in on Thursday night to close our "late night," and my usual Sunday shift. Why did I get to keep my job?, I wondered. Are too many employees in my situation, and firing all of them would decimate the company? Would firing me be grounds for a lawsuit?
Whatever. I'll take it. (Now I can focus on helping my son do school.... without the school.)
With that trauma neutralized, my son and I could enjoy our trip to the city. We hit our usual spots--The Strand, Forbidden Planet comic book store, Barnes & Noble, and Union Square Park. Yes, we had plenty of hand sanitizer.
Back home, and finally able to relax again. Let's hope next week is just boring.
