I am convinced that I caught the flu or whatever the cold is I have had from the Circulation Desk.
While I work in an Academic Library, it is also a Public Library, and some of the things I see - and even worse - touch...! - are pretty unpleasant. I have seen patrons sneeze into the same dollar bill they hand me to pay for their computer access. I swear I have seen potato blossoms under some patrons' fingernails. It is my job to not appear disgusted (though I am), but I head straight to the sink and wask my hands to the elbows several times a day.
Fate had something else in mind for me, though, and in spite of my handwashing I have spent the better part of a week really sick. I went back to work this morning without much trouble. I have had uncontrollable coughing fits and had to walk out of a grocery store, step out several times from seeing "Anonymous" and even paid $3 for a cup of herbal tea. If you knew me, you'd know how desperate I must have been to pay $3 for a cup of tea, but it did the trick.
Saturday night I went to see John Waters. I wasn't sure what to expect (other than some filthy jokes, maybe). I use the term 'filthy' because it is the word he claimed to be most appropriate for describing what he does. He more or less did 1:45 of stand-up. And he was FUNNY. I don't think I would repeat some of the things he said to just anyone, but I won't soon forget anything.
I don't like pictures of myself, but I can't help but post this:
I'm not sure why I squatted next to him like that, but I didn't
want to hog up too much of his time.
He was kind enough to sign things for everyone who waited. I was thrilled that he signed my copy of "Role Models." The laughing was a bonus. I am sure it is contributing to my recovery. Halls cough drops aren't cutting it.
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