May 7, 2009

In the wake of the Swine Flu scare, sniffing, sneezing and coughing at work is like wearing the scarlet letter.

Even though the alert level is supposedly down to yellow (by Monday, to be exact), I could feel the judgmental stares and everyone’s imagination running wild with commando germs circling me and ready to attack them with every breath.

Not to mention the countless e-mail reminders from HR that it is only considerate to stay home when you are unwell.

I finally got so conscious about every sniffle that I came home after half a day.

It’s a difficult position to be in, not sick enough to justify to myself not to go to work, and yet not well enough for others to accept my presence.


Heard this joke:

A hundred years ago, they said when a black man became President, pigs would fly.

On Barack Obama’s hundredth day in office, Swine Flew.


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