Sick At Work, The Off Broadway Musical About My Life.
If they were to make a show about me, it might be entitled: Sick At Work: A Love Story. I throw in that subtitle for no reason other than sheer incongruity, as I have no romantic interests at work. Anymore. I guess technically I met my wife at my first job. No romantic interests since then unless I want the show about me to be a remake of The Burning Bed
Anyway. I'm sick...again. Or is it still? I think I have not been well since moving to Tracy. I had about a week where I at least was not coughing, so I am willing to concede I might not have been as sick then as I am now. On the other hand, did I even get better from the nasties I had right before Christmas? I don't know. If I don't get better soon I am going to the Doctor.