There's only so much time you can take off before someone in Personnel raises an eyebrow.
Colleen looked down at the blue notice clipped to her payslip and realized she'd passed that point.
One more absence without a medical certificate and she'd be out the door.
Dan might prefer that.
For a while.
"Mrs James, do you have —" McCoy's voice stopped. He reached past her shoulder and plucked the blue notice from her fingers. "Never mind. I probably misfiled it."
He almost certainly had, Colleen knew. Tidiness was not one of Jack McCoy's strong suits.
Dealing with Personnel, on the other hand … she waited to hear about the blue notice, waited even more tensely after the next time she had to take a day off.
Her payslip came just as it usually did that week, clean and white and with no deductions.
It was another two weeks before she happened to be in the elevator at the same time as Mr McCoy. "What did you do?" she hissed at him.
He gave her a sunny smile. "About what?" he asked, and was off the elevator and striding down the corridor yelling for Ms Bell before Colleen could answer.
