Back in time for Christmas?

Work have stopped phoning me every day now - they’ve taken to calling me every hour instead. Maybe if I answered one of the calls they’d stop making them, but I really can’t be bothered. I think a rather large part of me is hoping they’ll sack me. But another large part of me is still very painful and stiff, and even if it’s not as bad as I first made it out to be, it’s certainly bad enough to keep me at home for a while. 

RC 25-5-13