unravled

So my head has been stuffy and I've been snotty and whiny and just plain miserable all day. But really, I could put up with all that. I went to work even though I should have been home in bed. And what do I get for being a good person and keeping my word and being a productive member of society?

I get in my car to go home from work, then, as I'm merging onto the freeway, I realize I have to sneeze.
I quickly look around for a tissue, but sneeze into my hand before I can find anything. So now I'm on the freeway, and remember this is Southern California, with a hand full of snot and I'm searching desperately for a Kleenex. Only I quickly realize that I don't have a Kleenex. Or a napkin. Or one single non-vital piece of paper in the whole fucking car.

Yeah. I'm so fucking sexy.