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Patient Zero

9 May 2008, 19:19

This is my new nickname at work. About 4 months ago, I got the “plague” as my colleague put it (gently, with a cushion and a cup of tea), and since then the whole floor has been coughing up lungs all over the shop. I’ve basically been sick since February, with about a couple of weeks of relative health.

Paradoxically, at my last fitness reassessment (local gym with truly hero fitness instructor) I got a “5” aka “Excellent” result for aerobic fitness (cue stifled laughter). I was barking throughout the whole test as well – surely something wrong with the machine??? “Steve” asked me if I used to be an athlete as I went from a “2” to a “5” in 3 months (cue stifle laughter + raucous barking). Anyone who looks at me can see I’m hardly a paragon of physical athleticism, although I had been working quite hard during the preceding 3 months, so obviously my “plague” hadn’t stopped me from pumping the good oil.

Sigh.

Posted by Kinki on 9 May 2008, 19:19

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