I’ve never worried about work being bothered about me turning up a bit smashed up. Turned in with a great big black eye, badly scabbed forehead, and swollen face last week. **** ’em. They’ve got used to it.. oh it’s just Kev. The managers are mostly fat and stupid anyway! They, and the company certainly don’t care about me! I’d rather a bit of external cosmetic damage than mindless physical apathetic idleness!
if work had issues with cuts and grazes from small spills rocks and thorns Unless you are a male model, tell them to do one. It’s your life.