argh

Whatever this ick is can just go away now, thanks. I thought I'd moved onto the weird after a cold/ick stage where you randomly find yourself coughing like crazy when you happen to try and talk or breathe funny, but now I wonder since I went from a couple of coughs here and there to coughing like a fiend when I tried to go to sleep. Then again, I also decided that to deal with my sore throat I should absolutely break into my chips and salsa so perhaps that's definitely on me. :P

Also, I joined the ranks of the fallen when my period went from impending to "SURPRISE!" at work. I hate that. I also hate the part where my sense of smell goes into overdrive, especially since the crazy wig lady at work has taken to spraying the 7th Generation cleaner all over the goddamn bathroom (ma'am, don't complain about literal shit on the walls when we BOTH know it was your shit) and whatever is in that cleaner smells so, so bad. Like my lungs seize up and I KNOW it's that because I had half a night Saturday before she showed up to hit the bathroom and didn't have any problems until she showed up and used the cleaner that someone left in the bathroom... again. And before you say something like "move it outta the bathroom, dumbass!" I will point out that I'm pretty sure she grabbed it from the shelf when someone did move the Clorox bottle.

Basically the other night she bragged about spraying down one of the bathroom walls with it, not wiping, and just being so proud of how white the wall was now. Ma'am, you can't just do that. People are dumb and bring their kids into the store, or have balance issues and have to touch the wall, and you really think spraying whatever the fuck on the wall and leaving it there to drip dry is the best idea? Also, there's no fucking ventilation in there!


Seriously though, it was so bad Sunday morning that the scent lingered on my clothes for the entire ride home. That might've had something to do with the sore throat and later coughing fits. *muse*