Calling Out Sick

[tarawilson]

I called Alan's voice mail at the office.

I had already spoken with Denny, who assured me that someone would fill in for me.

I left Alan a message, hoping it was coherent enough with the painkiller.

"Alan, it is Tara. I won't be in for a few days. I am afraid that I had a bit of an accident. I am fine, but I need a few days off. Denny knows

Comments

[alan_shore]

After more internal debate than was usually permitted--which is to say any internal debate at all--he calls Tara back. He's half expecting to be confronted with an answering machine message along the lines of "stop bothering me, Alan," which would admittedly be a satisfactory indicator that everything was all right.

[tarawilson]

Answers the phone after looking at the caller ID.

"I am reporting this as harassment if you whine to me about coffee, lunch or files."

[alan_shore]

"What would you report it as if I were to inquire as to what you're wearing?"

[tarawilson]

"Nosiness. And, the answer is nothing, at the moment."