Man, looking back on last week’s video's view count, I feel like the best way to keep view counts down is to have a really great stream. 
Oh, well. 
In any event, this Sunday we shall, in the continuing tradition of Whiplash Weekends, be returning to Hyrule! 
Samuel Hayden. My old teacher. 
Olivia Pierce. My old college roommate. 
Somewhere between the barren canals of Mars and the nethermost depths of Hell, I shall find these echoes of my former life. The remaining phantoms of my past. 
And I shall hit them. 
A lot.
Greetings, gentle viewers and listeners!
In today's stream, I will return to... Hyrule, I think? 
Also, does anyone remember how I jump in this game? 
It's been months since I played this game, and I think I was heading for a boss, so... yeah. This should be interesting. 
Fornication with dead animals and silent suffering from fire ants.
I am so tired of co-workers coming to work when highly contagious, because "I can't afford the time off," and then having to lose time anyway because they inevitably get sicker... but only after getting other people (c'est moi) sick as well.
Argh.
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You are hitting on the fact researchers have pointed out time and time again as they point out the benefit of paid sick days.. Yet employers though they are losing millions if not billions every year as sick employees infect others say they can't afford it
That’s capitalism for you. People can’t afford to stay at home.
Aye.
My last job was in a control room with 3-4 people depending on the time of day.
If one of us was sick, it was greatly appreciated by the others if that sick person stayed home.
The control room air conditioning cycled the air through our room and one other unoccupied machine room. So all the air was constantly re-breathed.
I have an office at my job (technically a storeroom with a door where we build laptops so downgrade that mental image) so week before last when I was sick, I just stuck up my Quarantine sign and muddled through for the most part since I get little rest at home. Darned kids.
People still went strolling right past the sign like it advertised free candy. “Hey, I need your help with...”
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Yup, it's short-sighted of the employers.
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Aaaaaaaaaaaaa!
What the actual hell, people...?
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*nods* My previous job was working in a kitchen in an old folks’ home. If we were sick, we stayed home until we weren’t sick any more. After all, if a disease got into the food supply, some elderly person cold die.
Now I work as a file clerk, but plenty of my co-workers are senior citizens. You would think a similar concern would apply.
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5215893 I should feel good that when I'm sneezing and blowing, people care enough to come into my office and ask if I'm ok.
Next time, I'm getting a can of Lysol and spraying them.
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Hee! I am also reminded of Ford Prefect’s observation on humanity’s incessant insistence on constantly observing the obvious while also being oblivious to it. “You seem to have fallen down a well and broken both your legs. Are you alright?”