ALLERGIES ... GOTTA LOVE THEM
My principal has asked me NUMEROUS times today, "Are you alright? ... Are you sure? ... Everything okay? ... You doing alright?"
I couldn't figure it out.
Did I have something stuck to my butt? Or my forehead? What is the problem?
Then it hit me, my eyes are driving me CRAZY! Something is in the air ... something that is impervious to the heavy-duty eye drops my allergist has perscribed to me.
Apparently, my eyes are red and irritated, and, bless his heart, he thinks I've been crying.
Ahhhh allergies ... you gotta love them!
I couldn't figure it out.
Did I have something stuck to my butt? Or my forehead? What is the problem?
Then it hit me, my eyes are driving me CRAZY! Something is in the air ... something that is impervious to the heavy-duty eye drops my allergist has perscribed to me.
Apparently, my eyes are red and irritated, and, bless his heart, he thinks I've been crying.
Ahhhh allergies ... you gotta love them!
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