Thursday, January 29, 2009

"We need to quarantine you in the corner office."

I woke up this morning and just knew today was going to be hell. Headache, stuffy nose, fatigue, bad hair, and spoiled lunch meat sums up today's pre-9 am festivities. The minute my common cold became evident, my coworkers turned on me. I became a social outcast. The dirty looks every time I blew my nose and it sounded like starting a car with a dead battery. The growing pile of industrial napkins used as Kleenex, giving me that raw redness around my nose. The constant sniffling, like a little bitch. I'm a walking infection.

I get so overdramatic when I'm ill. I'll go to CVS and buy a shitload of medicine. I swear, I have three different bags of cough drops and about five remedies for cankersores. It's what I fill the junk drawer in my kitchen. I love how everyone has a junk drawer in the kitchen, full of lonely pills, twist-ties, those blue rubber bands from bunches of green onions, coins, and the crappy pens.

Other various thoughts running through my congested mind:
  • I'm losing so much face fat and I'm not doing anything. SCORE.
  • For nose blowing, napkins:toilet paper:Kleenex :: poor:middle-class/Korean:white.
  • Do I still snore if my nose is stuffed up? Is that even possible?
  • My voice = sexy
  • Home sweet home = farting, burping, and blowing my nose in peace.
Posted by at
Labels: ,

5 comments:

  1. AnonymousFriday, January 30, 2009 at 1:34:00 AM EST

    totally know what you mean...my students laugh when i blow my nose! get better and love twistie ties =)

    ReplyDelete
  2. AnonymousSaturday, January 31, 2009 at 2:29:00 PM EST

    HAHAHA

    the junk drawer!

    ReplyDelete
  3. Katherine LeWednesday, February 4, 2009 at 12:55:00 AM EST

    OH. MY. GOD.
    JAEWOOOONNNNNNN
    *virtual hug and victory dance*

    i'm very new to the blogging world, and it looks like everyone has a blogspot and not a wordpress, so i fear becoming a blog pariah. gloria advised me to use wordpress...something about better user interface. she probably anticipated my technological handicap. anyway, i'll try to spice it up!

    keep in touch OR ELSE I WILL FIND YOU.

    ReplyDelete
  4. Katherine LeWednesday, February 4, 2009 at 12:57:00 AM EST

    p.s. - i totally feel you on being the world's biggest diva when i get sick. the way i moan and groan, you would think that i've been dusted with the plague and dipped in leprosy.

    ReplyDelete
  5. SinaeWednesday, February 4, 2009 at 1:59:00 PM EST

    ok
    1. i hope you get better soon!
    2. my mom used to order these industrial sized boxes of toilet paper that'd hold like 100 rolls. i think it was the same price as a 12 pack of cottonelles.

    i used to hate this about my home. blowing my nose or wiping my butt with that 99% granulated wood chip 1% recycled brown paper industrial toilet paper was the most offensive action one can do to their epidermis. Please spoil yourself and buy the kleenex.

    ReplyDelete

Leave some love.

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)