Hot Wawa Cashier(tm): good morning.

me, handing over my requisite coffee and gum, plus two donuts, which i only buy because he refuses to charge me for the coffee and i can’t in good conscience take it without handing over a minimum sum money for something: morning. how are you?

HWC: good. better than yesterday. and how are you?

me: okay.

HWC: just okay?

me: i think i’m getting a cold.

HWC: noooo, you can’t do that. fight it!

me: i think it’s too late.

HWC: no! what you have to do is, as soon as you think you might be getting one, you have to load up on vitamin C!

me, nodding toward my purchases and giving my best whatchoo talkin bout, willis face: that’s what the donuts are for.

HWC, looking pained: i think maybe you should take a nutrition class instead of learning about bugs. this is comfort food.

me: what, i don’t deserve a little comfort in my illness?

HWC: you’re not that ill. you can still walk.

me: for the moment…

HWC: fine, whatever… feel better. jerk.