It’s true, I have the Rhinovirus. For a virus that looks like a snowflake, the Rhino has not been good to me lately. Luckily, 18 Cold-Eeze lozenges, a couple of dozen Tylenols, Vitamic C lozenges, and gallons of water later, I’m feeling much better.
But the problem is I’m going back into the danger zone tomorrow. I figured out how I got the Rhino, someone that sits next to me has had it for a while, and she knocked out the girl to her right, and then it was my turn. Thanks. But honestly, I can’t blame her. But the person I can blame is the one who sneezed on my head. I have a big head, true story. But that doesn’t give anyone the right to think it’s a landing strip for their snot. Seriously, put the snot where it belongs, not on my hair. I would have told her if I wanted extra shine on my hair, but I didn’t. So next time lady, keep your snot to yourself.