11 April 2007

YO! Talk to the kleenex!

So I have a cold this week. How I got it, who sneezed, breathed, coughed or touched the doorknob ahead of me is irrelevant. I walk into work on Tuesday and an otherwise intelligent person admonished me that I need to take care of myself.

For a couple of seconds I had a "Fist of Death" moment like that engineer chick Alice in the Dilbert cartoon. Actually i wanted to whack him with an obviousbat.

Don't tell me to take care of myself. That's what vitamin c, Cold MD, Theraflu, fluids, and trying to get five minutes extra of rest are for.

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