Get It, Gurl! This Female Worker Almost Died from the Plague but Came into Work Anyway Because Health Insurance Doth Not Exist Yet
By Tavern Wench Catherine Weingarten
Being a werking woman is hard, especially when the plague ravages through thy town and kills everyone thou hast ever met. But this go-getter of a she-toiler still dragged her wildly feverish self to work to sew fabric because health insurance doth not exist yet.
Get it, gurl!
Seraphina Fabricweaver almost died from the Plague, but she didn’t let that stop her from doing thankless and tedious work for hardly any pay.
“Ayyy pity me! I cannot see a thing and my legs have started to bubble. But I need to go into work to support my five children and husband,” she said. “I asked my manager the Threadmaster if this company offered health insurance, and he was generous enough to say, ‘What is that? I’ve never heard of it, but probably not.’”
Whatever thou mayest think about the fact that Seraphina can barely sew the blankets she’s being paid to make and is still running a probably fatal fever, she’s still a #gurlboss that persevered in the face of obstacles.
So tip thy hat to Seraphina Fabricweaver (if thou can afford a hat)!
Catherine Weingarten is a NYC-based tavern wench whose etchings have appeared in McSweeney’s. Catherineplaywright.ninja
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