One thing that people never mention about living in New York is the strange phenomena of mass sickieness. It seems that any virulent strain of cold or other illness tends to strike the entire city around the same general 2-3 week period. I suppose that's what you get when you take 8 million people and shove them together on a little island and force them to ride in tiny little poorly ventilated pods underground where millions of hands grab and strain at the two anemic silver poles that are supposed to prevent you from spilling onto the floor in a heap of down clothing. What ever I had during the first two weeks of this month seems to be striking everywhere. I bet sales of Kleenex are through the roof!
Don't forget to take your Vitamin C.
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