Thanks for the FLU!

I have two letters to write today...

To the patient who decided to breath in my face today;
There is a reason that there are two counters separating us. I don't like it when you lean over one of them to talk to me, let alone BOTH. You have germs. We all have germs, I don't need yours. Let alone, you aren't my favorite person in the world. Shit I don't even like it when my husband breathes on me. So what makes you think I wanna get up close and personal with you? I don't. And then, you proceeded to tell me that you have had the flu for the past three days. And you have had a 104 degree fever. THANKS A TON! I don't think that HAND SANITIZER is safe for my face ass! So when I get the flu next week, I'm gonna tell my boss that it was YOU who got me sick. And she can yell at you, while I puke my guts out at home.
The friendly receptionist who no longer likes you