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and I tried everything under the sun to get out of the meeting (my boss was attending it too) because I was sick as hell, coughing, hacking, fever, runny nose - you know, one step away from death. Anyway, the boss tells me that I cannot get out of the stupid meeting - so off we go to these people's office - I'm the only woman in a meeting with 15 fellows - it was so bad I nearly fell asleep at the conference table. After about an hour, they decide that they need something to drink and while the host starts calling for some secretary to play fetch, my boss says, "Nevermind, Deb will get it!" I had never been in this office before and didn't have a clue as to where their kitchen was let alone that he KNEW making me fetch coffee would piss me off, so after searching, I find the kitchen - by now I'm fuming and sweating profusely from the fever. So before I poured his coffee, I coughed up a huge ball of phlegm and in his cup it went. He never knew and got sick as a dog.
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