Dave Shepard
Square peg, round world.
Morning went well. Afternoon was a bit tense. I'm not sure of this is a dehydration issue, but at noon I had a granola bar of some sort, and the next 2.5 were hell. Nausea, stomach was in extreme turmoil. I made it back to the shop and left early, but barely made it. I almost pulled over near a corn field and left instructions for my coworker to just put up a simple wooden cross like they did for cowboys in the Old West. Maybe scratch a pithy epitaph.
Here lies Dave.
Tried to outrun his stomach.
He almost made it.
Without question the worst at work gastrointestinal crisis I've ever had.
Here lies Dave.
Tried to outrun his stomach.
He almost made it.
Without question the worst at work gastrointestinal crisis I've ever had.