The 24th of August
I almost had the most perfect day. It was great in the beginning: woke up early, got things done, got to work, had an awesome time, the boss left early and he let me and my coworker eat his lunch. I was also going to get to go home early. That was the cherry on a perfectly fine day... What messed it up? My boss's lunch got me sick. For the rest of my glorious day, I spent it laying down, trying to recover from that food. Thank goodness it only made me nauseous and dizzy. I really thought I was going to barf on the train ride home. Every horrible smell in the city (bc I work in the city and the city has some god-awful smells) made me feel like vomiting. Just as I was making my way to the train station some bum blows out a huge puff of weed smoke right as I was passing by and it hit me full in the face. It was a miracle I manage to get home safely without throwing everything out. This has been a lesson learned: NEVER eat someone else's lunch. You don't know where it's been, what it has in it, and if that thing could get you sick.