My friend marniac has acute viral conjunctivitis. Poor thing. It's a very unpleasant malady that is also quite contagious, one that befalls a great many people. It's also, in that sick way that I love to be, somewhat humorous.
You see, acute viral conjunctivitis is also called pinkeye. It is, from my reckoning, a disease most people get when they are young and which never revisits them after that initial assault on their adolescence. Marniac is not a child; she's within a decade of my age (at this writing, I am little more than a month away from 35).
I quietly "tee-hee" to myself.
But I've had pinkeye, as a child, and I am fully aware of its unpleasantness. She was forced to work from home for the past few days simply because of the risk of contagion. I am quite convinced she's also not been feeling her best.
I wish you a speedy recovery, marniac.
Oh, and I'm sure your coworkers also want you to get your ass back to work!
You know how I feel about such things — tell 'em to piss off.
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