Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Where Does Pride Goeth? Before a Fall.

I just realized that last week I was telling Leah that I used to always get sick in April, but now I never do. Attentive readers will know that almost immediately I was stricken by a virulent flu. In fact, the flu bug that bit me might have had rabies.
I feel like Louis Pasteur's mailman.
I did go back to work today. Since the clipboard people (still there) would rather have us follow their chart than to actually be productive, I expected a hero's welcome after three days of getting paid to do nothing, but no, hero's welcome: not on the flow chart.

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