Dear People With Whom I Have Been in Occasional Contact Over This Past Week:
I owe you an apology. Unbeknownst to everyone, I have been spewing strep germs the way an Ebola-infected monkey flings pooh. I'm sorry. Unless, of course, you're the person who tagged me with the yuck, in which case, I'm not sorry, I loathe you.
Either way, disinfect.
It's the standard: antibiotics, ibuprofen, liquids and quarantine. I'm miserable. Could be worse, though. Could be the Spanish Flu.
See you when I'm feeling human.
I owe you an apology. Unbeknownst to everyone, I have been spewing strep germs the way an Ebola-infected monkey flings pooh. I'm sorry. Unless, of course, you're the person who tagged me with the yuck, in which case, I'm not sorry, I loathe you.
Either way, disinfect.
It's the standard: antibiotics, ibuprofen, liquids and quarantine. I'm miserable. Could be worse, though. Could be the Spanish Flu.
See you when I'm feeling human.
2 Comments:
Awe... I hope you feel better.
I used to apologize for not shaking people's hands when I first meet them. Now I just say that I no longer shake hands... as a precautionary measure. Some people might call that paranoid.
I call it good sense.
Take care!
PS... that photo is so pretty considering what it really is... amazing!
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