I was surprised to read more people than I imagined would still go to work while an infection spread, but putting myself in the same situation, I’d probably be at work myself unless my daughter was too sick for daycare. I write this having undergone the sickest year of my existence so maybe my thoughts would be a little different a year from now or a year ago. But the interesting thing … even at the end of days, I’d still be concerned about my sick time off work. Of course, one doesn’t know it’s the end of days otherwise things would play out much different.
I must say that I did enjoy America’s 1stSgt’s response to the question:
’m in the Marine Corps so of course I’d go to work. That’s where all the guns, MREs, free medical care, and cool zombie crushing vehicles are (not that there are zombies walking around yet).
That’s got my own workplace beat although we do have Ditka, so that’s gotta count for something.
Day Three … Your (husband/wife/mother/father) grows worse, experiencing chest pains while showing the telltale lesions. You spend the morning taking care of him or her and notice by lunchtime that your boss has not called. The news reports overflow crowds at the grocery stores. Hospitals are filled to capacity. And staring out your window, you see your neighbor just standing in his driveway staring into the sky. Your loved one thinks you should take him or her to the hospital. The kitchen is looking empty. You wonder if this is the start of an epidemic. Should you go to work? Should you go to the hospital or even the grocery store?
What do you do?
Remember: You must answer this honestly. You must close your eyes and put yourself in the imagined situation and tell me what YOU would do. Not what you would want to do or what Max Brooks advises you to do.