Happy-Go-Pukey
September 8, 2009
I was feeling gross this morning, but it gradually subsided after I got to work. At about 3:30, I started feeling nauseous again, but I was determined not to say anything, because if I did, I’d only be accused of wanting to go home to hang out with Glenn on his last day here.
Anyway, so I was sitting at my desk, being nauseous and light-headed, when my boss walked into my cubicle to ask me a question about our new system. As I was answering her, I was hit with a particularly nasty wave of nausea, and I heard myself commit the following social faux pas:
ME: “I’m pretty sure we should be able to fix that before the system goes live on [ALMIGHTY BELCH] . . . um, October 5th.”
My boss looked horrified, and I hoped she would leave quickly, as I was pretty sure I was going to do it again, and next time it would be a lot more . . . productive. But she stuck around a few minutes longer, and I finished my conversation with her sans any technicolor distress.
On the plus side, there’s only an hour left in the day.
Unfortunately, my boss now suspects that I’m brutally hungover, which makes this post even more hilarious.
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