There Are Signs Everywhere

And if you follow them, you won't get lost. Maybe. If they're in your own language.

There were plenty this morning. I woke up at 3 am and couldn't sleep. It'd been 6 hours since I took the capsule form of Ny.quil (no hallucinations, yay!), but didn't want to take the daytime version for fear it would prevent me from eventually falling asleep again. So I listened to an interesting program on the history channel about the "underground" used by the "enemy" during the Viet Nam war. This really huge cave that was a military base, for all intents and purposes. And in comparison to their South Vietnamese couterparts who lived on bases with AC and swimming pools. Huh. No wonder they won. Much more motivated... (Yes I know that's an oversimplification.)

My alarm went off at 6:45 am, later than I normally get up, and my legs were so heavy and achy when I got out of bed. That was sign number two. But hey, it's just the meds, this is really just a head cold, so I sucked it up and came to work.

Signs number three, four, five and six occured when I walked into the office, took off my hat, coat, gloves, boots, etc, and walked back to where my coworkers were gathered. Night utilities didn't run so we had to run it this morning (40 minutes of downtime), no one had made coffee yet, the "slacker" called in sick becuase of her "cold" (puh-lease, she sneezed maybe 2x yesterday!!!!) , and my coworkers started laughing at their first sight of me...

That is really just too much. I thought I had mascara on my cheeks, or my shirt on backwards/inside out, my zipper undone, something. But no. They just said I looked like I felt like "crap" and that my hair was...weird. Not how I usually wear it. I still can't tell what they're talking about. But really. When your coworkers laugh at your appearance upon arrival at work...

I think that sign is saying GO HOME