Egad! I’m sick!

I’m sick four days before Christmas and three days before I’m supposed to go sleep at my sister’s house. I can’t make my nephews sick. Must get better. Chicken soup, cranberries, blueberries, pomegranate and cherry juice, vitamins (once I can swallow them again).

And I know how I got sick. There is this one woman in this office who seriously sounds like she is not only bringing up a lung, but little bits and pieces of her intestines with it. Yet, she keeps coming to work.

Tuesday, I was forced to attend the department holiday lunch, as I have already bitched about. I was sitting directly across from Croup woman and I passed her glass to the waitress. And I was eating a sandwich, which means I consumed her Croupy germs.

What have we learned from this?

1. Avoid your co-workers at all costs.

-and-

2. Never help out.