People at work are avoiding me like I have the plague - and working in cubicles doesn't help. Neither does the freezing cold airconditioning. My desk looks like a pharmacy counter. Sure, sometimes men are babies when they are sick, but come on, this has got to be strep throat, or tonsilitis, or something bad and viscous.
I hope I make a fully recovery soon. It's my birthday on Friday and I want to go to Philadelphia for the weekend.
