Applebee’s is trying to kill me.

I swear everytime I go to Applebee’s, I end up sick. This time was more obvious. Melissa and myself went Saturday night for dinner. We were getting our drinks when the waitress all but sneezes on us. I saw something fly out of her mouth, to the floor. She got us new drinks, but it was much too late. She came back and said how sick she was and that another waitress was taking over.

So Sunday morning I wake up and feel wrecked. Ugh. Well, it was overdue that I got sick for the winter season. And there it is! At least it’s not strep or something like last year that wiped me out for almost a week.