Feb 9, 2017
Ryder, when I die I want you to lower me down into my grave, that way you can let me down one more time
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Ryder, when I die I want you to lower me down into my grave, that way you can let me down one more time
Quinn
Don’t you dare follow your dreams!
Quinn
he always does this
So I've been sick since Wednesday. One of my coworkers, whom we shall call Quinn, is a fucking antivaxxer. she went on vacation and got back right before my wedding. And came back as a fucking plague rat. (this is gonna get gross. back out now if you need to.) But you want to know the worst part? She doesn't use sanitizer; she uses the same damp rag all day on a wooden table and doesn't rinse it out unless she HAS to. She coughs wherever, or onto her hands, and when she DOES cough onto her shoulder, it's more of a wild movement that ends up pointed at food or other peoples' faces. Have I mentioned yet that Quinn doesn't wash her damn hands? At ALL? Like, she doesn't even get them wet in the morning when she gets to work and she rides the fucking lightrail. We're not even sure she uses soap in the damn bathroom. And when food comes up? If there's no tongs? She just reaches in with her plague rat hands and picks through for what she wants. WE WORK IN FOOD FOR FUCKS SAKE. So yeah. I've had the plague for almost a full week. To be (slightly) fair to Quinn, it's a dire plague made of her plague and the other one floating around the city, but come. on. I'm achy, stiff, cramped, hacking up phlegm so much I don't have a voice, my head feels like a fucking brick and I'm gods damned nauseous. My fever breaks so hard EVERY. GOD. DAMNED. NIGHT. that my half of the bed is soaked, I've sweat through every set of sheets, most of the blankets, and NOW I have to sleep on the fucking couch AND drop at least $30 on laundry tomorrow because blankets and comforters and pillows of death. All because she's a fucking anti-vaxxer. who refuses to call out. and doesn't believe in any kind of modern medicine.
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