Monday, April 18, 2011

GermaPHOBIC Encounters

 On my desk I have an open bag of pretzels I have been 
munching on. Alongside walks a co-worker saying hello and 
dips her hand in the bag.  Immediately fire alarms go off in 
my brain. I start envisioning a black shadow of a toddler 
in front of a red backdrop - jumping, screaming, and then  
kicking on the floor. I can hear my voice in my
 head shouting "Nooooooo!".  
I say nothing. Whomp. Whomp.

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