Anonymous wrote:
Anonymous wrote:I don’t get it. If a coworker hard a procedure and took 2-3 months off for FMLA would you demand to know what happened and where they are? It’s pretty safe to assume she isn’t dead. If she were a normal person, she’d likely be out and about on errands and school runs by now. But she'd isn’t and can’t go anywhere without be hounded and having her picture on every front page. Therefore, to recovery, she quite literally has to go incognito.
If I received an email that a coworker was out for 2-3 months for a medical procedure, I would wish them well and demand nothing.
If a month later my coworkers husband was supposed to attend some event involving the company and he cancelled at the last minute with no explanation whatsoever except to say "don't worry, Jane is fine," I'd think that was weird but go back to work.
If a couple weeks after that, I received an "update" on Jane featuring a heavily photoshopped picture of her with her children, where her children were wearing clothes almost identical to my coworkers Christmas card from last year except for some changes that looked clearly faked via editing, and accompanied by an explanation that this photo had been taken days before by her husband, I'd be on Slack with my colleagues unpacking the whole thing and struggling to get work done because, uh, this is getting very strange.
If Jane then sent a follow up email stating that sometimes she gets overzealous with photoshop and apologizing for any controversy, but no other information, I'd continue to scratch my head and I feel certain my colleagues and I would be combing over these missives trying to figure out if there is some kind of hidden plea for help in them.
If the next day Jane's cousin posted a photo of Jane and her husband to Facebook, only the husband was fully visible and Jane was turned almost completely away from the camera staring at a brick wall, I'd immediately text my colleagues with "WFT is going on, should be be doing something to help Jane."
If a week later our boss came into the office and was like "oh you guys don't worry, I saw Jane and her husband at Foxtrot on Sunday buying specialty jams, she seemed fine," I'd say "I will believe Jane is fine when I see her thanks, but also what kind of jam, I love jam."
I mean, if you want it to be a real analogy.