My boss just called to say he spent the Friday before New Year's puking his guts out. He says he's better, now, but his sons have caught whatever the bug is. I first assured him that the problem couldn't have come from the beef on Weck with which we'd ended the year on Thursday: I'd had two sandwiches at lunch, then I finished the leftovers for dinner, and I suffered no ill effects. The boss said he wasn't worried about food poisoning, but he wanted to know whether any of us employees might also have caught a bug. I told him that I'd had a fine day of walking yesterday and am suffering no ill effects. The boss said he'd check with my coworkers to see whether any of them might also have caught a bug. I suspect not.
It's bizarrely good to be reminded that other bugs than COVID exist and are traipsing about. I hate how COVID hogs the spotlight because people can't let go of their fear.
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