I absolutely had to make it into work that day. Yes, snot was dribbling from my nose, yes, I was sneezing and coughing on anyone who was unfortunate enough to cross my path, yes, I was deemed as a pandemic similar to that of small-pox or the Bubonic plague, but I dragged my sick, sorry self to work.
In the attempt of easing the mucous and general grotesqueness oozing from my body, I sat at my desk and simply drank Day-Quil directly from the bottle.
Most of my student government students watched in despair, helplessness, and fear, but not Joe. Joe, who always has an optimistic view on the world, simply states, "Well, it's five o'clock somewhere."
In the attempt of easing the mucous and general grotesqueness oozing from my body, I sat at my desk and simply drank Day-Quil directly from the bottle.
Most of my student government students watched in despair, helplessness, and fear, but not Joe. Joe, who always has an optimistic view on the world, simply states, "Well, it's five o'clock somewhere."
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