get outta town

When I was living overseas, my nose was on its best behavior. Not a beep sneeze from me. I was strangely quiet.

Unlike when I was working here. Every morning when I walked into the office, everyone knew I’d ‘arrived’. My unstoppable series of sneezes were most effective in announcing what time I got to the office.

The temperature change from getting out of my air-conditioned car into the stifling heat of the basement parking lot and then again into the whirring air-condition of the office was enough to send my poor nose into a frenzy.

What was puzzling was that I never had such problems in all my years living overseas. My friends suggested I saw a specialist to find out if mine was a case of Acute Sinusitis.

Haha, very funny, the doc said the air quality here is bad for me, too much dust and fine particles in the air, and that I should get out of town the country. Hee ha! Thanks a lot, doc!

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