My Stand-in is Steve
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I admit I used the previous two leave requests to play games, but today was genuinely an accident. I braced my right hand against a wall, and now it was not only bruised but swollen into a big lump. I couldn't make a fist, and even typing was difficult.
I was already writing, but I hadn't finished yet. At this pace, I'd probably have to stay up all night to finish it. Talk about turning joy into sorrow.
By the way, I used about three leave requests every month, and this was the last one. I was a trained socially anxious full-time writer; I generally didn't request leave unless I really couldn't help it.
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