Leaving work for a stomach flu

Some yucky little plague rat came to work with the stomach flu and now my husband and I are both sick from it. I was feeling a little better this morning, so I went in and almost ralphed on myself in the car and then right outside the door.

The most annoying/embarrassing thing to have to call out for, because “I’m sorry, my stomach decided to revolt and now I’m either going to 🤮 or 💩 and neither of us have a choice which”.

They already give no one hours, forcing someone m to come in sick, who gets everyone else sick, and then they have call outs.