In addition to the Great Ice Chewer of 2009 sitting on the other side of this cube wall, directly across from me is a petri dish of a woman who has spent the last week coughy a phlegmy cough, blowing a runny nose, spraying nasal spray, and just generally personifying Sick.
There was one day last week when her supervisor told her to go home because of her illness but she's been back every day since. COME ON LADY AND JUST GO HOME ALREADY. Look, I'm not saying I want her to go home because it's annoying listening to her weezing and blowing (even though it is.) This is a salaried employ with sick days. Or personal days, or vacation, work from home, or whatever. Take the damn time out of the office before you spread your ails on the rest of us, some of us not being lucky enough to have health insurance! Gawd!
So, um, yeah. There's that. Also, I am sore from last night's workout and I am currently starving but trying to hold off at least another 15 minutes before I dive into my head salad.
That is all.