Date: November 9th, 2024 10:22 AM
Author: Cerebral Indirect Expression Area
Lisa’s back “condition” has evolved. First, she needed a standing desk. Then a special ergonomic chair. Today, she moved the entire setup to the breakroom, claiming it’s “the only place with the right lighting and ambient sound.”
There she sat, sipping herbal tea and watching Emily in Paris on her phone. I was drowning in customers when I asked her for help stocking shelves. She adjusted her lavender neck pillow and said, “Sorry, friend. Can’t risk it. Medically speaking.”
Halfway through my shift, a BBW on a Lime scooter crashed into the cookie display. Lisa didn’t even flinch, just turned up the volume on her show. HR later told me Lisa’s accommodations were “legally protected.”
Bagged groceries until my hands bled, then whispered, “Yes, friend. This is fine.”
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