Feb 28, 2006 22:21
I was extremely sick last night. It was all I could do just to lie on the couch and watch TV. I am feeling a little better today, but I am still pretty sick. I contemplated calling in sick to work today, but for some reason I felt compelled to go, as if I am truly dedicated to my job. The funny thing is I basically got nothing done at work today, so I should have just stayed home and suffered through my illness in the confines of my warm bed. What got me was that I woke up feeling decent, so I figured I would be okay, only to see my condition deteriorate as the day went on. I anticipate the same thing happening tomorrow, so I will probably forgo calling in sick again and regret it for the rest of the day.
Because of my sickness, I was not up to the task of finishing my previous story, so take this instead. I went to the gym after work on Monday, and while I was changing back into my regular clothes after working out there was this large middle-aged naked dude right next to me. The first thing he put on was his socks, and then next he put on his fancy dress shoes and slowly laced them up while otherwise completely naked. What the heck was that all about? I was actually fairly curious to see what the order of dress would be for his remaining items of clothing, but I had finished dressing by then and he had already freaked me out enough so I bolted out of there.