You did not create this clusterfuck. You calling in sick (mental health IS health) may allow some consequences to come back on those who did. Please do what is best for your health.

Incidentally, since it probably was not clear, I was not trying to say you have to call in sick because I know what is best for you. I was going for whatever you decide to do that will make you least miserable.

I'd say call in sick too. because it won't be finished no matter what. It is not your job to be the only one .

But if you do go in, send out an email that says what the problems are and about how long it will take at the currrent level of problems. Make someone else own the problem, even if you can't make them own the job.

What Beth said.

Then they'll have to wait.

Yeah, they can pay you extra for a couple weeks of work if they want it all done. Happens all the time. Don't kill yourself over this. Do you what you can in a timely and efficient manner, and figure out what can be done at a normal (somewhat rushed) work pace and let them know.

You're just one part of a large transition and they will either (a) pay you to stay on and handle some stuff; or (b) hand it off to somebody else.

You don't owe them jackshit. Certainly NOT a panic attack.

I made it in around 11:30, and Incompetent!Boss had sent out an e-mail saying that he bought pizza for the office and then he went on to say really lovely things about everyone and the good job we've done, etc., etc.

So I lost it again. (Also sad because I couldn't eat the pizza, but I'm used to that.)

And then there was an e-mail from Big!Boss saying we will be paid through the end of July. So I lost it again. If I could get my emotions under control (as always, Troy says it best), I'd be thrilled.

It's hard, Steph. You've been there a long time. But you should be eligible for unemployment at the end of July, too.

But you should be eligible for unemployment at the end of July, too.

We definitely are, since it was a sale/layoff, and not actually being fired.

Teppy, I'm sorry. All the calm~ma headed your way.

Saturday I went with a bunch of friends to a fancy restaurant in town that is usually fantastic. However, it was a really weird night where everything went wrong. We complained to the manager on duty, and they took a bunch of stuff off the bill. However, because we were using a groupon, I received a call from the general manager this week apologizing again, and he sent us a $100 gift certificate. Now that's what I call good customer service.

Oh Steph, I'm sorry it's been such a day.

Oh Steph, I'm sorry it's been such a day.

I mean, I'm not complaining that they're paying us for 2 more weeks after tomorrow (assuming that isn't the sum total of our severance, of course; I don't mean to sound mercenary, but I would hope that 18 years of comma wrangling is worth more than 2 weeks' salary). The 2 weeks' extra salary is unexpected and generous.

But it's all still really, really hard. I don't handle change well at all. I mean, I get that probably a majority of people aren't thrilled with change, but I am at the very extreme end of the bell curve of just not being able to handle it at all.