I never get sick. I have a superior immune system, made strong and responsive by the trials and tribulations of being raised as poor white trash. I also get plenty of rest since I'm lazy and more than fulfill my nutritional needs cos I'm a fat pig.
Sometimes I feel sub-optimal (like today) but I'm not actually ill. I'm still feeling the effects of being poisoned by the Occupational Health nurse (I've asked around, btw, and it's not just paranoia, I am being singled out for these "special" inoculations.)
I brag about it alot but I am grateful. Plus, I know that I'm gonna die of cancer or a stroke any day and all these sickly people will live till they're 90 so no reason to get too cocky.
So today I'm stuffed up and I have a headache and I don't want to do anything. But I'm still in Cell Processing and so I have to do stuff (in between posts.)
To add insult to injury, we have a potluck later to welcome new people to the floor. I wouldn't dare eat the food these people bring, of coarse (there are things no immune system can take), but I'll go and say hi and leave cos I have to at least go or my boss will say something. That will the first and last time I ever talk to them so what's the point. There are people who've worked two doors down for five years and I don't even know their name. Hell, there's at least three people I work directly with I haven't talked to in years. Why?
I hate them, that's why.
2 comments:
Most people might say the symptoms you have indicate you are sick, of course you would say that if anybody else had what you have they would be fighting for their life.
SK
Exactly!
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