at the Tim Horton’s on the corner of Sweethome and Sheridan around 30 minutes after 12 (noon) today, the same one which usually provides me a quick and delicious midday lunch a few times a month. I thought I felt a bit funny as I walked out but proceeded to UB anyways, noticing quite a bit of dizziness during the three minute drive.
I promptly arrived at work to launch my usual afternoon Day of Defeat campaign, but found that I was utterly incapable of even glancing at the display of a first person shooter due to the moving landscape suddenly urging my medulla to suggest to my stomach that it would be a fantastic idea to immediately empty itself. I pounded a Schweppes and soldiered through the rest of the work day, constantly enjoying a game called ‘do not upchuck all over your desk while tackling phone tech support.’
The real punishment began after I arrived at home, but thankfully I had my familiar porcelain throne to get me through the next 5 hours into the night.
Cliffs: Do yourself a favor and do not eat the chili at Tim Horton’s for a couple of days.
Yikes. Same thing happened to me after eating at that new Mexican place that used to be Denny’s at NFB and Sheridan. It’s a shame too because it was delicious, but it was so authentic it came with Montezuma’s revenge. :tdown:
Glad to see that you’re alive and well enough to post. :tup:
