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The wife has had pneumonia for a week, the daughters are mostly over it, now I'VE GOT IT, and thanks to MODERN AMERICAN BUSINESS ETHICS, here I sit...
Coughing my brains out, and croaking like a toad when I speak. Bleah. Ribbit.
Remember "sick days?" OH YEAH, that's when those lazy workers would call in sick to spend the day at the track, cheating on spouses, or just staying home getting drunk/stoned...RIGHT!
Tell you one thing: I'm making a POINT of coughing heavily in my BOSS'S office, and I'm wandering around anywhere someone who's pissed on me is likely to wander next. Touching the occasional coffee cup, that sort of thing. Nobody that does not REALLY, REALLY DESERVE IT, though: truth, I promise.
And I am REALLY TRYING to keep my distance from all my fellow "proles," keeping to "Management," so to speak.
Hack, Hack, Hack, Hack, Hack, Hack, Hack, Hack, Hack, Hack, Hack, Hack, Hack, Hack, Hack.,
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