Nov 10, 2005 15:25
I'm taking my very first sick day ever today. Last night, Dan and I ordered a spicy chicken dish and white rice from Cinco Corderos, whose food has proven reliable in the past, even if it takes forever to deliver. We watched The OC season premiere, chatted and he went home around 2. Three and a half hours later, I woke up feeling a bit funny, and spent the next hour and a half alternating between attempting to sleep and kneeling in front of the toilet with my head in the bowl.
I called my boss at 9 am and said I thought I could make it in, since by then I had gone about two hours without throwing up, but he sounded appalled and told me to get back into bed immediately. Then I called Dan, and it turns out he was perfectly fine. Ah well. I feel like this is payback from several months ago, when we went out to an overpriced restaurant in Palermo with a group of friends and I wanted to order spaghetti with mussels. Dan was so insistent that I would get food poisoning that I ordered spaghetti with mussels out of spite, and woke up peachy keen the next morning, while Dan ended up with food poisoning from his fish. I spent a fair amount of time laughing at him about that, which in retrospect was not very nice, and now I am the one throwing up water in my bathroom.
I guess the lesson from last night's debacle is that I should just stick to cooking my own Chinese food.