a week ago, my lady boss told us that there was an outbreak in the office. i didn’t think much about it, cos the word “outbreak” suggests dozens of people being violently ill. since only three of my colleagues were on one-week sick leave, i decided to carry on with my extremely unhealthy lifestyle - chain smoking, refusing to sleep, putting off exercising.
then came two days ago. as soon as i reached the workplace, my friend jul screamed, “what happened to you? you look like shit.”
but i always look like shit. so i ignored her, though in hindsight, she was probably trying to tell me something.
an hour later, and more comments on how i looked like i was dying, it finally hit me: i was the latest casualty of the office outbreak ![]()









