I've got impetigo. It's not fun and it's on my lip, which is now swollen and droopy. I look like I've had a stroke. Which wouldn't be such a bad thing except for the fact that Sped's wedding is THIS SATURDAY!
And my boss is the only one at work who mentioned anything about it, which would have been ok except for the fact she yelled out across the office "what's wrong with your lip?" I can't wait to get out of here. I'm going to give my 2 weeks notice tonight.
It's not been a fun day. My boss actually thinks my lip is making me feel bad, as in sick. She just doesn't get that I'm so over her.
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