Pardon the double negative. I barely ever take MC: I haven’t at all this year, and I haven’t at all whenever i didn’t have to sleep over. Again, pardon the double negative. But when there is a need to sleep over, taking an MC becomes very very appealing. It becomes worth it — one entire day less of nonsense activities, one entire day of ownership over time to yourself. One less night spent sleeping in a random place with random people, and one more night spent in your comfortable bed. Four straight days is shorter than five straight days.
Many people do it. It’s almost an open secret that people do take time off even when not really ill. But I will not do it — because it is incorrect in principle, and goes against my values of pride, honour, dignity, integrity and honesty.
Yeah yeah yeah. But really, one main reason I am not inclined to take an MC is that I hate doctors, clinics and the whole hassle of waiting in clinics to see doctors. More spectacularly, each and every time I plan to take an MC, I actually fall ill for real. Like Magick.
Overall, it’s probably just because I am unmotivated, so unmotivated, to even take an MC. Some decisions are made with an irrational motivation. It might be fear (for most people), pride and guilt (both for stupid people) and sometimes just because there is stronger enforcement in pushing you back to the bunk, than to the doctors. It’s like there is not enough impetus to break the inertia and alter the original course of events.
With that, I took a potentially worth it day of doing things I want to do — and threw it away. To forgo one more day of my own life belonging to me, that must be irrational.
P.S. going back in about two hours time, including packing time — still no sianness yet. Just trying to figure out my decision making process.