The night before I started my new job, I was struck by the plague.
Not the nice, sweet bubonic plague. No I got the one that turns your bowels to water and makes you vomit in a projectile fashion every hour all night long.
I actually was sitting on the toilet vomiting in the bathtub at one point.
Then I had to scrub and disinfect it, because that's just the OCD gal I am.
So I started my new job hoping I wouldn't shit my panties and running out of the room every few minutes to handle the lingering plague.
What a first impression I'm sure I made!
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