this morning #1657.
this morning, i friggin did it. called out sick. told my boss that i’d got food poisoning. throwing up. sick in bed. said we’re pretty sure the culprit’s the green bean salad that my brother’s wife brought. embellished. threw her under the bus. she’s a hell of a horrible cook. criminal, really. luckily, there were a ton of other dishes to choose from so only a few of us tried it. i felt bad for her though. was just trying to be nice. that’s what i get, i guess. i should be fine by tomorrow. my boss said “ok.” told me to “get some rest” in a skeptically sympathetic tone. i hung up the phone. went back to bed. woke up at noon. got a B.E.C. from the deli. brought it home & cracked a brew. posted up on the couch. settled in to watch community AGAIN.