Sunday, January 23, 2005


Yesterday, at work, I received an award. For superior job performance? For hard work and dedication? No. I simply accumulated 2000+ hours of sick leave over the course of my postal career. Not calling in sick over the years has been a matter of genetic luck. I'm in good health and always have been. I just hope I continue illness free because I plan to live to at least 90. I've had to work for a living for the last forty years and now I plan to goof off for at least 30 more. When I retire, I might start an eBay business, I'm going to get back to painting and writing and gardening. I'll be even busier than I am now while employed but the important thing is that I'll be following my interests; with plenty of time set aside for naps, of course.


ellen said...

Hi Wally, thanks for visiting my blog. Although I envy you your good health, my wish for you is that it continues for many years to come.

Anonymous said...

I'm intrigued. Why didn't you call in sick now and then, just to take a rest? What an amazing amount of personal integrity. Though maybe it's more a case of me having little. Pat E

wally said...

Thanks for perusing through my blog. I always enjoy yours. Your students are lucky to have you.

wally said...

I don't think it's a question of integrity. I think I've become like an old mule that just submits to the harness every day without protest.