Why Are You Sick?

Bob works at home. Bob socializes with no one during the work day. Bob does not leave the house. Then, how come Bob is the one that has come down with a cold that he “doesn’t want to talk about it.” And the crappy part about all of this is that I’m the one who has to suffer. Lack of sleep due to the terrible snoring, the constant sniffling. And, of course, I’ll be the one who will be receiving this cold, it’s inevitable. Boo, Bob!

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2 thoughts on “Why Are You Sick?

  1. You should be more compassionate. Bob, if I were still in St. Louis I would sit and cuddle with you until you felt better.

  2. You know, I was thinking the same thing when I got sick over the Thanksgiving holiday: “I hardly leave the house, why the hell am I sick?!” Then I remembered the small child who sneezed in my face when I kindly tried to help him find his mommy at the supermarket the day before I started to feel ill. Not that I’m saying Bob would ever altruistically aid a lost child, but yeah. *shrugs*

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