The food caterer bearing this name somehow became infamous, at least amongst my extended family on the paternal side. So 20-plus of us got infected with this persistent virus that caused sharp and prolonged abdominal pain. I mean diarrhoea really isn't the worst (can't imagine me saying that after such an epic episode of food poisoning), and 4 days worth of MC to rest and fight the virus didn't kill it (I took more damage, dammit). Weekend was timely but spending it practically lying on bed as with what happened the past four days wasn't something worth celebrating.
Oh did I mention Sunday was grandma's birthday celebration at my place and guess what? Buffet time! And you know what they say about things that don't kill you? I recovered the next day (sort of, just being dramatic).
Also, what do you do when you can't beat them? (Ah context: boss of Spring/Summer/Autumn/Winter is someone my office works with rather closely, so my boss told me to, you know, be invisible) I become invincible after this.
