I feel like a bit of a rough one reading through this thread... Im paid hourly, in a semi skilled profession and though my wage isnt bad, it aint great either. By northern standards, its comfy. But ever since I started work at 16, all the way up to now, iv always pulled sickies for legitimate and non legitimate reasons regularly.
As much as I love money, I cant help but think that im here for a good time and not for a long time, so I take a couple of days out instead of using my holidays and off I go, on me bike or off into the hills and I just jog on.
Best one to date was back when I was 17 and still working in maccies, pulled a sickie for a friday shift to go up to Huddersfield for a party with the promise of the 3 things most 17 year old lads would froth at the mouth for, beer, birds and eccys. Ended up staying up there on a three day bender, a magical journey you might say. BO wasnt the only thing that hit me after those three days though. Got back home and got slapped with a disciplinary hearing for not turning up to two more shifts... It was worth it, though I play it a tad safer nowa days, and a skip the eccys(do people still call them eccys now? Am I really starting to feel nostalgic about my younger days? pls no, im really not that old yet am I?)
I feel like a bit of a rough one reading through this thread... Im paid hourly, in a semi skilled profession and though my wage isnt bad, it aint great either. By northern standards, its comfy. But ever since I started work at 16, all the way up to now, iv always pulled sickies for legitimate and non legitimate reasons regularly.
As much as I love money, I cant help but think that im here for a good time and not for a long time, so I take a couple of days out instead of using my holidays and off I go, on me bike or off into the hills and I just jog on.
Best one to date was back when I was 17 and still working in maccies, pulled a sickie for a friday shift to go up to Huddersfield for a party with the promise of the 3 things most 17 year old lads would froth at the mouth for, beer, birds and eccys. Ended up staying up there on a three day bender, a magical journey you might say. BO wasnt the only thing that hit me after those three days though. Got back home and got slapped with a disciplinary hearing for not turning up to two more shifts... It was worth it, though I play it a tad safer nowa days, and a skip the eccys(do people still call them eccys now? Am I really starting to feel nostalgic about my younger days? pls no, im really not that old yet am I?)