I’d like to take this moment to announce that as of 8:50 am central time on Wednesday, 02/23/2022, I have been diagnosed with COVID. I was instructed to leave the premises immediately and contact the Benefits Department for further destructions.
Upon making that call, I was instructed to self-quarantine and retest in 6 days. I’m also eligible to use a special coding on my time sheet if the need arises. Rest assured, it won’t. I crap bigger than this virus. It has tested positive with me, and not the other way around.
A contact trace report was initiated for my movements in the office on the morning in question, and efforts to notify that chocolate scone-like thing I had for breakfast are underway.
A few days later, I received a call from the San Antonio Metropolitan Health District asking a bunch of nosy questions about the recent test results.
Having recently read “How To Win Friends and Influence People“, I opted to remain polite and courteous to the poor soul on the other end of the line who is only there to earn a paycheck and not really personally vested in the information gleaned from the nosy-ass questions which I normally do not tolerate.
Both TharpSter and the afflicted virus are doing fine, and the dogs are still getting walked.
