what an odd morning...

[nabil]

I woke up feeling quite tired-- it was the second day of sleep dep, last night I was up late due to Poly Speed Dating, the previous night I was up late due to reading cheesy sf about the Napoleanic war if it was fought with dragons. So, I didn't feel good, but I dragged my butt outta bed, got showered, dressed, and out the door in time to make it in for my first meeting.

I discovered I was sick when I threw up on the street in front of my office building. Huh. Still didn't really feel sick, a little stomach oogy but mostly just tired-- but, well, in general I have this rule of thumb that vomiting = stay home from work. Decided to go on up to the office, do any additional vomiting in the bathroom-- I hate puking on the sidewalk, it's embarrassing-- and tell my boss I needed to be off work.

Didn't quite make it to the bathroom before puking again. Embarrassing!

Made an attempt to clean up the rug outside the bathroom door with paper towels, went into the office, sort of awkwardly told my boss I had just thrown up and was going home sick. Went downstairs and asked my pal the building guard to call me a cab and um, he might want to ask somebody to clean up the rug outside the bathroom on the seventh floor.

It's weird how embarrassing it is to be sick. I was highly tempted _not_ to say anything about the need to clean up the rug, to avoid admitting to causing the mess. After my clean-up with the paper towels, and given that I hadn't eaten anything yet today, I think mostly it looked like somebody had spilled tea on the rug. But, not ethical. Health risk. So, I bit the bullet and told my buddy the guard, apologizing repeatedly for making extra work for somebody.

Weird and awkward to tell my boss I had to go home cause I'd thrown up, too. I feel like I don't look sick, and like I sound crazy and weird and like I'm malingering. Bah.

Anyhow. My pal the really nice building guard called me a cab. And the cabbie was a total kook! He went onto this weird crazy paranoid rant about how racist Latino folks are, totally outta the blue, based on me just telling him my address. From there, he segued into a rant about how nasty men are to other men, and how much he hates Klingons. Kook!

It's kinda pointless arguing with a kook, but I also don't feel able to just let racist shit be said in front of me and not say anything. So, I agreed with him about what jerks Klingons are, and then told him a couple stories about the racism my old Puerto Rican boyfriend faced back in DC. Kinda did that thing where I never directly disagreed with him on a theoretical level, but kept telling anecdotes that contradicted him but that he sort of had to agree with. It actually made the conversation sort of fun for me, and I was distracted from wondering if I was about to throw up the whole cab ride home! (I had brought a trash bag with me from the office kitchen, after the earlier incidents when I was unprepared.) And I didn't puke in the cab! So yay for that. And we both agreed that Klingons are kinda pathetic really, and need to develop a sense of humor.

Anyhow. Now I'm home. Ted's staying home sick too. I made some chai to settle my stomach, and am going to try to get my nap on.

xoxo diseased kisses,

Nabil

Comments

[cynthia1960]

Take care of yourself and Ted...

[najalaise.livejournal.com]

Poor bird! Throwing up in public places is one of my least favorite things ever. Good luck with the napping. I'm glad you're both home so you'll have company!

[srl.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry you're sick and feeling crappy. If you're feeling well enough to have visitors before I leave on Tuesday, I'll see what I can do to schlep to wherever you are.

[wild-irises.livejournal.com]

Oh, baby! Throwing up in public sucks. Admitting it, which is definitely the right thing to do, also sucks. I feel for you.

Drink chai, feel better.

[frankiejlh.livejournal.com]

1) xxoo. I hope you feel better! and that the people at your job are sympathetic and respectful and don't get mad at you for barfing, a human thing which i'd guess they've all done in public and/or on someone's rug at least once in their lives.

2) ...Klingons?? that is the first time I've heard that word in a context which implies something other than the original actual Klingons of canon. If the cabbie was ranting about the latter, however, that's really funny.

[aquenigmatic.livejournal.com]

I really hope you feel better, and you absolutely did the right thing telling someone and going home.

[bearfairie.livejournal.com]

Blarg on public vomiting. Blarg on vomiting in general. I'm sorry to hear you and mr. Ted are sick! *sending thoughts of feeling better*

(klingons are kinda pathetic... but some are kind of hilarious too...)

(and yay for the Temeraire books! cheesy, but such fun cheese!)

[manomano.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry you're sick. I hope your stomach gets better soon. And good for you for 1) taking care of yourself and 2) confronting racism.

And you'll be amused to learn I'm reading the latest Temeraire book.

[littlebeast.livejournal.com]

I just watched the Borg collection from Star Trek and the Voyager episodes that contain Klingons other than Be'lana Torres make them seem rather pathetic, though the Borg Klingons who get liberated in Unimatrix Zero are pretty kick ass.

Sorry to hear abt public puking, never a nice thing. Hope you feel better soon.