Church.
It kills me.
Every week.
The coughing, the sneezing, the coughing some more. From every corner of the room.
And I sit there, trying to tell myself that it's allergy season and it's probably just pollen. But what I know is that it's also influenza season, and the coughers are contaminating my air.
Church.
It's a cesspool of germs.
I tell you, there's not enough anti-bacterial gel in the world to cover Sunday mornings in my life.
