THE RED EYE
It all started Monday. My eyes just started clouding over during our weekly status meeting. Then it started itching. Then my eyes turned bloodshot red. I went to Makati Med to have it confirmed and I had to report the news to my boss.
I had sore eyes.
Of course, he promptly sent me home. No sense in me infecting the entire agency.
I spent the next day in bed. No TV. No DVDs. No PS2. No human contact. The itching had subsided the next day so I went back to work. My boss thought otherwise and told me to take another day off.
Another day. No TV. No DVDs. No PS2. No human contact.
It's worse than prison, I tell ya.
I had sore eyes.
Of course, he promptly sent me home. No sense in me infecting the entire agency.
I spent the next day in bed. No TV. No DVDs. No PS2. No human contact. The itching had subsided the next day so I went back to work. My boss thought otherwise and told me to take another day off.
Another day. No TV. No DVDs. No PS2. No human contact.
It's worse than prison, I tell ya.
Infect me!
Infect me!
I'd love to have a reason to stay at home...
Posted by
Conchita |
11:22 AM