I dream of living in a world where it is socially and professionally acceptable to sit at my desk, in my cube, at my job with a wad of Kleenex stuffed up my stuffed-up nose.
Failing that, I want to work from the privacy of my own home, where I can stuff all the Kleenex up my nose that I want, and nobody could judge me for that because nobody could see me.
As a sidenote: Why does stuffing Kleenex up your nose have to be so wrong when it feels SO RIGHT? Seriously. It's the only thing that feels remotely soothing when one's nose is simultaneously stuffed up and running. Am I right? Amiright?
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