And that ain't just lyrics from a song.
I woke up this morning feeling like as if I've swallowed a ping pong ball and didn't even realise it. All green and furry. One massive sore throat.
I thought I'd stick it out but please eh, by mid-day, I was ready to drink to a big gallon of warm water. Doesn't help that the fever and flu are in full swing already. My colleagues all asked me to go home cos I think they're more worried I spread the germs than my overall well-being cos I'd feel the same lah haha...
I didn't go home though. I was very worried about billing. I lose sleep over billing. And I cried at work when I figured it out finally. Hurhur. KENAPER tak faham-faham yang saya and numbers don't go digits in digits ni?? If I have my way, I'd create a job for myself where the only numbers I see at work are the ones written on my pay cheque.
Yesterday while in the train home from work, somewhere from Jurong East, there's this guy who sat beside me. Besides the fact that his t-shirt is one size too small and his hairline is receding, he has two smelly feet, I tell ya, SMELLY!! No sorry, they don't smell, they STINK!
The moment he sat next to me, there was this whiff of pungent, stokin bacin smell. I don't even know how to describe it. Macam, ala-ala bau kaki yang terperap dalam stokin for 10 years, gitu. Macam lembab-lembab, that kind. Aku tak tau macam mana nak describe lah nyaaarrr... But it's AMAZING, balls.
So this guy, he was talking on the phone with whom I assume is a girl, cos he sounded mushy and manja. Euw haha. I didn't want to catch what he said lah eh but I heard him saying this on the phone though "Eh alamak, my feet stinks lah!"
EH BRUDDER, YOU DON'T SAY! BEDEK AH TAU PONG YOUR FEET STINKS!
Why he didn't do anything about it is beyond my comprehension. Ok he did try hiding the stinky feet under the train seats. But that didn't help lah, duh.
He was wearing those slippers/sandals (I didn't take a good look cos I didn't want to imagine the bacteria manifesting into one giant monster on his feet, or worst, see some sort of skin disease). So the whole time, I was holding my breadth - either from laughter or just mere survival, I couldn't tell cos I had to concentrate on stiffling the urge to whack him and go "Eh tumpang tanya eh, how did you do it? Have an amazingly stinky feet?"
So my conclusion is this - my flu was caused by his stinky feet. Like, my sense of smell had gotten quite a beating that it shuts itself down to prevent further trauma and to recuperate.
the enigma was spotted at 23:42