People make me sick.
Literally.
I keep getting sick. I take pretty good care of myself, I eat healthily, I try to get enough sleep. But I'm constantly exhausted, I have two jobs that require a lot of contact with strangers, and I'm so stressed out that I keep twitching in my sleep and waking myself up.
So: shoddy, over-taxed immune system and jobs where I handle dirty money and dirty plates of people I don't know. Many of whom have questionable bathing and hand-washing habits. Probably not the best combination.
So yes, I realize that I'm sick a lot.
Wednesday, other-wise known as "snot fest," was miserable. I couldn't go more than 30 seconds without blowing my nose, which is just disgusting, uncomfortable, and a pain when I'm trying to, oh, interact with people.
So I'm standing halfway in the closet expelling the contents of my nose and someone approaches the register. I hear him put down his books.
Now, all day I'm expected to put my needs second. I have to stop conversations mid-sentence, writing mid-word, and delay trips to the restroom because someone can't find Faulkner under F because "that's too hard."
I continue blowing.
"Uh, hello? I'd like to pay."
I ignore him. There is no way I'm turning to acknowledge him while I'm blowing my nose. Beside, he can see what I'm doing.
"Hello?!"
Holy. Fucking. Shit. The blowing of the nose? IS NOT SOMETHING I CAN STOP MIDWAY.
I finish, grab my tissue box, and go to the register.
Haaaaaaaaaaaaate.
So then, five minutes later, I'm at the register. Tissues are with me so I don't need to pause even five seconds to empty the nose.
Should it shock me then, when the SAME thing happens except this time I'm standing one foot from the person.
WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE who need SUCH instant gratification that the basic human decency of letting a person with a cold blow her nose is too long to wait?
So THAT is why I didn't go to work today. If I am going to be sick, I am not going to be humiliated in the process. So I'm sitting at home, alone, with my box of tissues, taking a day off from all the fuckwads out there.
There's nothing worse than feeling like shit and being treated like shit at the same time.
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