Ooh hoo hoo I'm Repulsive

I knew the world had stopped spinning on its axis on Monday, because I didn't go to work. In order to prevent the universe from grinding to a halt, I dragged my phlegmy coughy feverish ass to work on Tuesday and only barely managed to stave off the complete destruction of our world as we know it.

It's hard being a superhero, but someone has to do it.

Spent last night desperately trying to get a little bit better so that I wouldn't be so pathetic in the office today. Then I notice... something odd. Like suddenly there's a 5-metre safety distance between me and the next colleague or something. People shout across the office, Hi SMOOT ! ARE .. YOU. .. FEELING.. BETTER.... instead of coming up to me and talking like normal people. And it could be my blocked ears and blocked brain but it did sound like my boss was talking at twice his normal speed during our morning discussion just now. And does he normally push his chair all the way back to the wall like that?

Why does everyone go to the bathroom after talking to me?

And when did the guy in the next office start shutting his door?

Am starting to wonder if I should take the easy way out and crawl back home. This is typical lawyer machismo for you. Everyone wants the bragging rights about how they managed to carry on with The Work even through a blizzard, a raging fever and a baby clinging to their leg on the way out the door. I had lead counsel tell me when I reported for work a few years back with a really vicious flu that he once completed a transaction whilst lying on his office floor (he was so weak from his illness that he couldn't sit up). I could barely look at him - I was so unfocussed.

They say it gets better when we eventually grow up. That guy was 42. We'll see.