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Two weekends ago, I was partying like someone else at Butter Factory. Then news broke that a few patrons fell sick due to H1N1. They visited the club on 17 June. Phew~ I wasn't there. Then a couple days later, news broke that a bartender of the club who was working on 20 June fell sick too. I was there on that day. Later more news of the club's patrons falling ill. So I broke in cold sweat.
I am socially responsible and so I decided it's best I return home for self-quarantine.
"I'm sorry but I'm afraid I won't be coming in for the rest of this week," as I handed over some work stuff to the-guy-whom-shall-not-be-name seated next to me.
He asked why. And I gave a brief explanation. Then he went into an unexplainable facial spasm which even Ally McBeal would approve of...
I cannot find a better image than the one above because this is really how his face looked when he learnt I was once at the cluster area. I shite you not.
I was so touched. Never have I met one person who could be so concerned over me that his face goes into a paroxysm of fear. He winced when I was about to hand him a packet of thumbdrives. Oh my oh my, how could I be so insensitive? In reciprocate, I offered to disinfect all my files and documents with my hand sanitizer. Still his expression didn't relax. He studied me with his head bobbing up and down, up and down, up and down. For a moment I thought Tim Gunn's gonna jump out and criticise my tank-top-jeans combination. But no, he-whom-shall-not-be-named continued with his Mahattan once-over until I was so terribly uncomfortable that I nearly screamed, "YES IT'S GRANNY'S PANTIES I'M WEARING!!!!"
Oh anyway, I'm sure he-who-shall-not-be-named didn't mean it! He's just being concerned... after all, he goes into this coughing spell all year round. Surely he knows how 'infectious' these bugs are. To play along, I choked myself and made a few dry coughs in his presence before going home in a private transport to qurantine my'diseased'self.
I cannot find a better image than the one above because this is really how his face looked when he learnt I was once at the cluster area. I shite you not.
I was so touched. Never have I met one person who could be so concerned over me that his face goes into a paroxysm of fear. He winced when I was about to hand him a packet of thumbdrives. Oh my oh my, how could I be so insensitive? In reciprocate, I offered to disinfect all my files and documents with my hand sanitizer. Still his expression didn't relax. He studied me with his head bobbing up and down, up and down, up and down. For a moment I thought Tim Gunn's gonna jump out and criticise my tank-top-jeans combination. But no, he-whom-shall-not-be-named continued with his Mahattan once-over until I was so terribly uncomfortable that I nearly screamed, "YES IT'S GRANNY'S PANTIES I'M WEARING!!!!"
Oh anyway, I'm sure he-who-shall-not-be-named didn't mean it! He's just being concerned... after all, he goes into this coughing spell all year round. Surely he knows how 'infectious' these bugs are. To play along, I choked myself and made a few dry coughs in his presence before going home in a private transport to qurantine my'diseased'self.
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