Sick

July 1st, 2010 | Tags:

There is no deeper hell than a cold in the middle of summer. And I’ve got a bad ‘un.

This morning a co-worker asked if I felt better today, I said, “About the same, really.”

“Oh,” she said. “Well you sound much worse!”

Awesome.

If there were re-sale value for used Kleenex, I’d be a bajillionaire1. Which I’d use to invest in NyQuil and DayQuil2.


1. A bajillion is a 1, followed by an infinite number of zeros.
2. Both are key components of the Quil family, which includes LunchHourQuil (a martini) and HappyHourQuil (pure tequila).

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