A Slight Hiccup in An Otherwise Awesome First Two Weeks

On Monday morning on my second week of work I came into my office (did I mention I have a huge office?) went through my morning routine of grabbing some coffee, reading the news, going through emails and then it happened.  I get an email from Phoebe telling me and my director that she isn’t coming into work because she’s not feeling well and then tells us she tested positive for COVID.  I was like what the fuck Phoebe?!?!  I was training with her all week the week before in close proximity as well as joined a virtual meeting for about two hours and she’s COVID positive?  My director came into my office and said we all had to test.  I had two home tests at home and he and I said we’d do that as soon as we got home.  Well my test was a bust as I didn’t get an clear reading from it when I took the damned thing.  But Tuesday morning I woke up with a slight sore throat so now I was worried, because I’m a-symptomatic and it takes a lot and I mean a lot for me to feel like I’m sick. 

The Perks Continue!!

When I got back to the office the next morning I let my director know that my test came out inconclusive and then he said to me not to worry.  For me to walk down three blocks from our office and get tested at the University staff medical clinic.  Can you believe this?  We have a clinic for staff and faculty members to use like an urgent care and you don’t even have to have insurance to use it.  All they charge is $20 each visit for whatever ails you!!! The student’s have their own separate clinic. I’m like seriously we have a clinic almost free of charge to use instead of going to our doctor’s office?  I’m still in shock, this is amaze-balls people! Not to mention they also have a lab for us to use if our doctors require blood tests and a pharmacy, we have a pharmacy for use to use to get out Rx filled if we need to!! Again, totes amaze-balls!

So I drove myself down to the clinic instead of walking because classes were going on and tons of kids were swarming about and I thought if I might be COVID positive I didn’t want to expose anyone even just walking to the clinic.   I get there and they take me in right away with only my employee ID.  I was directed to a tent in the parking lot behind the building and a nurse saw me, asked about my symptoms and proceeded to do two COVID tests.  One rapid test and the other a more intensive PCR COVID test that takes about 24-48 hours to get the results.  This test by the way calls for a very, very long cotton swab shoved up your nose to the point of reaching the frontal cortex of your brain.   I left the clinic being able to run physics problems in my head and I think I found the cure for cancer………yes I’m being sarcastic as y’all know I HATE math. But that’s how deep the nurse went up my nose.

By the time I got back to the office I had my rapid test results and they turned out negative.  But the very nice nurse told me that until my PCR results came back I was to go home and not return to work until I was sure I wasn’t COVID positive.  She said even with the rapid test results that came out negative, with the variant that is out there it was better to be safe than sorry.  She sent me an email so that I could forward to my director to let him know that staff clinic personnel said for me to go home.  Well he said to me to just go home and rest if I didn’t feel good.  I said I was okay but was going to follow protocol and left.  I was worried about not having any sick leave since I just started this job and he called me on my way home to reassure me not to worry about sick leave.  He said I could just “work” from home and not really work.   

A Mild Cold

The next morning the nice nurse from the clinic calls me and tells me my PCR test came back negative and that what I have was probably a mild cold.  I had mentioned to her that I had a slight sore throat and some sniffles.  She said to take over the counter cold meds and that I should be okay. I emailed my director with the news and he said I should just stay home that day as well and not come into work until Friday.  I was surprised at his response since he was alone in the office with me and Phoebe out but he insisted.  I went back to work on Friday and started my day with coffee, reading the news, reading my emails and getting set for the day.  I felt kind of weird because it was a Friday and the weekend was in view and I’ve been really tired lately so I was looking forward to the weekend. 

A Prediction Come True

From my previous post my dear friend Heather over at Hopelessly Heather posted in the comments that JMR would somehow return, like for no apparent reason.  And what do you know, the motherfucker did and I wasn’t having that shit.   He sent me a text to which I didn’t respond, I mean what the hell for?  He’s ghosted me after two weeks of swim dates, coffee and a great time out at the film festival and dinner.  Then all of a sudden….poof, he was gone.  When I got his text I ignored it, not even reading it, I deleted it.  Then later that day another text, only this time I read it and it was nothing but how he’d finished working on his house and had found renters for three months that paid in advance.  To also let me know he had moved into his place on the west side of town and how everything was all good.  Finally, he asked how I was doing.  What in the fuck was I suppose to say?  Something like……oh I don’t know I mean we had such a great time and all and we went on a “real” date to the film fest and had a great dinner and conversation and then all of a sudden you pulled a David Copperfield on me and disappeared asshole!!!!!

I deleted that text as well without a response, the dude doesn’t deserve a response from me.  It could be that both of us are reacting this way because of our past experiences.  That very well could be the case, I don’t want to go down another road like I did with Lestat.  JMR could be reacting this way because of his past with an ex-girlfriend, who knows? Is it fair to compare JMR to Lestat?  No, it isn’t but he hasn’t really tried to explain his absence since I last saw him.  I mean what kind of guy just disappears after what I believed to be a great second start?  No text, no call, nothing just gone, like the wind (pun intended.)  His daughter lives on the same street I do, about five blocks away, it’s not like he couldn’t have come by to talk to me right?  I’m so done with trying to figure this dude out, either he tires or he doesn’t, he’s interested or he not.  If he disappears he should stay gone, am I wrong here?

Until next time……this is the Huntress, saying…”Don’t be a Moth Around a Dim Yellow Bulb, Be a Moth to a Flame, Make it worth the Burn!”

Advertisement