You are having a bad day. We all are. We text
we should have called in crazy. For serious. We should
have stayed in bed, called in drunk. We pass a steak
house on the way to work, say what if we quit
while we’re behind? What if we call in steak?
For April Fool’s, Josey thought of doing
a no-call-no-show, which is this thing where you
don’t show up to work at the bar, don’t tell
anybody you aren’t showing up. The subway smells
like wet dog, everyone in wool, and crabby, tired.
At work I wait for someone who asked to meet me,
who’s now—no joke—a no-call-no-show. Then two
co-workers slough off the meeting they asked for.
Everyone else calls in crazy. Everyone else
calls in dumb. The wintry mix is starting, seeping
into your new shoes. So call an audible, call
an Uber: get the fuck out, and go home.
Call in Steak
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