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TIFU by going to work with a sore throat.

I'm writing this as I got off of work in absolute shambles. I want to hide away from humanity forever. Maybe even quit.

I took my nieces and nephews to the school fair about two days ago. Everything was easy and breezy (excluding my nephew acting up frequently enough to where we had to go home early). The fair had about 50 or so kids? There were a bunch of hands-on activities and games I participated in with my nieces. We were shooting hoops, shooting water guns, you name it... I know that kids are human petri dishes, but I'm pretty good with my hygiene and handwashing.

I felt pretty okay throughout the weekend. However, when I woke up today (Monday), my right lymph node hurt pretty bad. It's allergies season, and I snore in my sleep. I just assumed it was that. So, I grab my belongings, keys, and clock in for my shift. Its a physically demanding job that requires a lot of arm strength, but I always manage on the days where I feel off.

Today, they introduced a new manager that would be overseeing the rest of the job site. Fun!

About halfway through the shift, my throat gets scratchier. I'm getting more fatigued. My stomach starts hurting. However, once again, I brush it up to mild allergies and the potato salad I ate last night. I grab some water from the break room, use the bathroom for a bit, then get right back to work.

But, noooo, it gets much worse than that, dear reader. My throat started to feeling like how it feels after stuffing down 10 buffalo wings in 30 minutes. I'm getting lightheaded, winded, and the heat isn't making it any better. I think, "Let me just rest my head in the break room for a bit, drink some more water, and get back to business". So, I'm sitting there chugging water and waiting for the nausea and burning to subside.

Then, the cough starts kicking in. Its super dry and I have asthma. I'm already winded, and yet, I managed to muster up the strength I had to get the cough out.

But then, a feeling of all encompassing, overpowering nausea hits me. That type of nausea that isn't gradual. This one's in your face, and before you have the chance to run to the bathroom you settle for a nearby trashcan.

I run out the breakroom, running down the stairs to try and make it to the bathroom. It's far away, but I've done the impossible. I cover my mouth with my hands as a last ditch effort. And in the moment after that, I wonder if Icarus felt like I did in his tumble down to earth.

It gets everywhere. On the ground. On the table. On my shirt. My coworkers see it. The new manager sees it. I start tearing up. Completely mortified, I clean up what I could with paper towels and I clock out with shaky hands. I rush out to the car with a bag, drive home in silence, and run to reddit.

TLDR; I got sick, overestimated how much I could handle, and got sick everywhere at work. Take care of yourself.

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