Thursday, October 16, 2008
I went to work at the Y last night to find my supervisor sitting at the desk with red puffy eyes. And I said Jack, what the hell is wrong with you? And he said, I think it might be poison ivy and I said, ummm it doesn't look like poison ivy, it looks like conjunctivitis. And if it is, you are highly contagious and I am highly receptive so please don't come near me. Of course he's sitting at the check-in desk. The hub of the fitness center. The place where I would be sitting in just a few short minutes. He left at 7 and I stayed until 9 to cover his shift. I swear I'm not a hypochondriac but the last time someone even looked at me with pink-eye I got it and I got it fierce. Awesome.