So the landlord of your workplace won’t shell out to salt the walks on an icy day.
The company itself is, of course, far too cheap for that, too.
So you get to walk to work on icy patches you can’t even see, and the policy is one not of prevention, but of “if you fall and hurt yourself, contact HR for information on how to proceed.”
When you took that spill this morning, hitting your head on the pavement, you were in a bit of a daze for a second. As you came out of it to approach a proper level of awareness again, you could hardly help but wonder, Really?
(Propers to the feller that pulled over and offered to drive you the rest of the way into the office.)
