Literally so tired of explaining all of the extra effort that keeps my medically fragile ass alive to supervisors who have literally 30 plus pages of fucking documentation.
Like please, just say it with your full chest. You’d rather have a dead employee than an accommodated one.
Just be honest for once in your useless fucking life. Just tell me you’d rather I was dead than inconvenience you yeah? My wheelchair literally snapped and you threw a fit about how and I quote “distracting it was, and how much hassle it was” for you to ship me off to somewhere else, when it’s not what I asked and advocated for, for the same solution I pitched in the office beinh what I had to carry out on my own, stranded after eight hours in an underfunded and overwhelmed emergency department, who I literally told you wasn’t equipped to handle complex mobility needs.
I am so fucking tired.