  Yesterday I had to take half of day off,  my weekend was a little bit odd,  I had this strange pain all over my face even all my tooth hurt and I could feel the inside of my skull burning hot,  this is completely new for me,  I've never had such weird pains before;  so I check the internet for the simptoms and looks like I have a Sinus problem (
when did that happen?  I thought Sinus only came from people who like to smoke and have big nostrals ( well I was wrong)  I have a small nose and very small nostrals and look at me I have sinus * blah*  My new boss is so neat,
 I told him about my miserable pain and that I needed to go home early and rest but before I had to finish his report due for that day at noon,  well as all of us Mexicans are,  we are told to do something at a specific time for example tuesday at 9 am ( Mexican translation means tuesday at. sometime between noon" ish"
 or maybe later. depending how I feel and if I like you,  you might have it)  there I was,  me with my " face pain"
 waiting for the last mexicano manager to give me his report due since 9 am and it was 10: 45 am and I still was there. waiting. and waiting. and waiting. and waiting some more.
 My dear boss looks at me and asked me:  Boss:  " weren't you going to leave " early"  Me :
 yes,  but I'm still waiting for MM to give me his report Boss :  don't worry,  give me what ever you have,  and tell this guy to give me his report whenever he's ready,  go home and get rest,
 you look miserable.  Me:  Thank you!  ( the song of Aleluya and the sight of the 16th chappel appeared upon me)  Next thing before I left he started telling me all these weird stories about his friend who had sinus and had to go under surgery and it was painful.
 I ran away asking the onmipresent these stories are not my case.  Today I am leaving with a strange sensation,  my boss told me something weird about the japaneese,  I hope is true,  he told me he lived in Japan a few years;  my boss told me that everybody that has the flu wears a surgical mask because the crowded masses are "
germofobics"  japaneese don't use toilets,  ( they think that putting your butt where someone else put its but is nasty)  instead,  they just have a big hole on the ground where you have to drop your messy things (
easy for men,  pretty darn difficult for women)  Imagine this,  women would make a contest of who hits the bullseye in the hole and who ever does it is the queen.  Just like spitting contests in the mensroom right?  *
sight*  Have to run,  it's 5: 00 pm,  boss is out of town for the next week. me going home,
 me going to rest,  me going to have party while the boss is out. wee!
