I am such a panic merchant.
I cant help it but I am seriously worried about stupid old swine flu.
Having a child that has seizures at even a whiff of a fever is making me turn into an anxious, hand wringing old worry wart.
I yell at the kids if they touch the handrail on the escalators..."are you CRAZY?? Swine flu, swine flu!!". Sure, they might fall and crack open their skulls by not hanging on but at least they aint going to get it.
I have wipes, hand sanitizer, bleach and full body suits in my handbag..well, maybe not the bodysuits but only because they wont fit.
Fuck you swine flu, why did you have to give me grey hair and stomach ulcers?