The one who comes into the office with sickness oozing out of his pores. I didn't want to come in today. In fact I would happily (well, as happily as possible bearing in mind the sickness) have worked from home but I left all of my project notes at work. I did this on purpose so as to avoid the temptation of working over the weekend. I made a special effort not to work over the weekend because my dad and step-mom were visiting us for the weekend.
Incidentally, that's why there wasn't anything here on Friday. We were enjoying 80 degrees and sun as we traipsed all over Stone Mountain.
We had a great time with the visit. Bacon was attached to Papa's leg for close to 4 days straight. Bear taught him how to get pummeled in record time playing his favorite video game. Sunday's festivities included hunts for two baskets per child (I told them the Easter Bunny was overstocked so was liquidating some of his stock), egg decoration with Nana and Papa (I have no idea how they kept these three ruffians so clean during the dying phase), an egg hunt (Burger won hands down with 21 eggs), and dinner out at our favorite family restaurant the Golden Corral (when you have three kids, the buffet is your friend).
I've been battling the sickness all weekend. I think I'm past the contagious part but just in case I've taken steps to avoid infecting my coworkers. I have a spray bottle with bleach in it and any time somebody walks into my cube I squirt them. This works well not only to kill any germs they may have inadverdently picked up but also to discourage future visits.
If you're that guy, then I'm that girl. About the only things that'll keep me home are spontaneously releasing bodily fluids or a fever high enough to make me too delirious to drive. My sick days are saved for the kidlet. :-) But I'll be sure to use that bleach spray idea in the future. That's much better than the "Quarantined by order of the CDC" sign I typically use. ;-)
LOL! I need a spray bottle of bleach in my cube.
Man, I hope you feel better. All three kids got the flu... one week at a time. I thought it would never leave my home. Some how... I managed not to get it. I keep saying it's my superior immune system. No doubt that will come back and bite me in the butt sooner or later...
Well, I hope you feel better soon. And I agree about the buffet/young children thing. It is so much easier to eat out if the kids can be fed without significant wait time. So much easier.
"This works well not only to kill any germs they may have inadverdently picked up but also to discourage future visits."
HA! So that's the trick... ;)
I thought you were admitting something I suspected, until I read past, "jerk."
Bleach? What a softie.
I use Ebola.
The buffet is our friend, too. Especially if it involves pizza (Cici's) or Chinese food (good place we haunt in Snellville). We do Golden Corral on occasion too, but it is a bit pricier (my kids are teenagers).
(((Jim)))
Or, on the other hand, keep your flipping germs to yourself, freak.
I do the same thing. I don't like it when my employees call off sick, so I make it a point to come in when I'm sick. Back in January I was walking around work with pnuemonia. I figured why be miserable at home when I can be at work making others miserable.